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The third of September

Everything has gone wrong
You are my friend, I am your enemy.
How did it happen?
It was April and we swore to love each other
But, alas, a yellow leaf fell on a boulevard of Moscow
 
The third of September is the day of farewell
The day when rowan berries are burning like a bonfire
Our promises are in flames
It's the day when I am all alone
 
I'll turn a calendar page
And there will be the third of September again
I'll take a glance at your photo
And there will be the third of September again
But why
But why did we break up?
We had a serious relationship
On the second of September
But why
But why did we break up?
We had a serious relationship
On the second of September
 
The white flock of cranes... Your daughter and my son...
Everyone wants warmth and tenderness
We've played the game of love
In the cold wind
But then came....
 
The third of September is the day of farewell
The day when rowan berries are burning like a bonfire
Our promises are in flames
It's the day when I am all alone
 
I'll turn a calendar page
And there will be the third of September again
I'll take a glance at your photo
And there will be the third of September again
But why
But why did we break up?
We had a serious relationship
On the second of September
But why
But why did we break up?
We had a serious relationship
On the second of September
 
Original lyrics

Третье сентября

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