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Three little notes of music

Three little notes of music
Have packed up
In the deep of the memory
It is over now with their uproar
They turn the page
And go to sleep.
 
But one day, without notice
They will come back to your memory.
 
You, you wanted to forget
A little tarnished tune
In the streets of summer.
 
You, you will never forget
A street, one summer,
A girl humming
"La la la la, I love you",
Went the tune,
La, la, my love,
Lyrics without anything sublime,
So long as the rhyme
Always brings
 
A holiday romance
Which, nagging, comes again to you.
 
True, she was so cute,
So fresh, so blooming,
And you did not pick her up.
 
True, for her first shudder
She was offering to you a song
To be sung in chorus :
 
La, la, la, la, every dream
Rhymes with "ending"
Yours does not make any sense,
Finished before it started,
Only as long as a dance,
The time of a chorus.
 
Three little notes of music,
Poking fun at you
From deep in your memories,
Rise a cruel theater curtain
On a thousand sorrows
Who do not want to die.
 
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