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And when last star leaves my room in the morning,

And people-cities follow sun to spring,

Sea wind is blowing,

Radio waves sing.

I have something for you to see —

It is my smile and cup of tea,

And all these hearts are on the wall —

I hang them everywhere in hall.

And on the table you put album.

It’s empty.

Let there be a home

That you imagine in your dream.

I think of you,

You’re my best team.