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It was in spring days many years ago,
I still not cut my long hair,
no credit card, no her,
no home with 24 hours'hot water,
but it was hilarious,
play with my old accordion,
on the road,in the métro,
hummed the unheeded melodie,
if oneday,I became old and unwanted,
pray leave me in the good old days,
if oneday,I departed quietly,
pray bury me in the spring days,
remember those gloomy spring days?
I was a young man with a smooth face,
no Valentines Day, no gift,
no my cute princess,
but things do not bungled,
I still believed in my dream,
under the sun,in the dark,in the spring breeze,
hummed the unheeded melodie,
if oneday,I became old and unwanted,
pray leave me in the good old days,
if oneday,I departed quietly,
pray bury me in the spring days,in the spring days,
dazed in the bright spring day,
have the same warm feeling,
I cut my long hair,grow a mustache,
all my suffering seemed far away,
but I am still in acute agony,
time left me in deeper confusedness,
in the bright spring day,
tears flow down my face,
if oneday,I became old and unwanted,
pray leave me in the good old days,
if oneday,I departed quietly,
pray bury me in the spring days,in the spring days.
I still not cut my long hair,
no credit card, no her,
no home with 24 hours'hot water,
but it was hilarious,
play with my old accordion,
on the road,in the métro,
hummed the unheeded melodie,
if oneday,I became old and unwanted,
pray leave me in the good old days,
if oneday,I departed quietly,
pray bury me in the spring days,
remember those gloomy spring days?
I was a young man with a smooth face,
no Valentines Day, no gift,
no my cute princess,
but things do not bungled,
I still believed in my dream,
under the sun,in the dark,in the spring breeze,
hummed the unheeded melodie,
if oneday,I became old and unwanted,
pray leave me in the good old days,
if oneday,I departed quietly,
pray bury me in the spring days,in the spring days,
dazed in the bright spring day,
have the same warm feeling,
I cut my long hair,grow a mustache,
all my suffering seemed far away,
but I am still in acute agony,
time left me in deeper confusedness,
in the bright spring day,
tears flow down my face,
if oneday,I became old and unwanted,
pray leave me in the good old days,
if oneday,I departed quietly,
pray bury me in the spring days,in the spring days.