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    Savage Summer

    Blame myself,
    What's got into a gold chain.
    It would not go crazy now:
    Summer – be stunned!

    CHORUS:
    White-heated, stripped,
    Strip to the buff,
    Frantic summer flying, as an arrow.
    Night and dawn warmed
    Lavinia heat,
    Savage Summer, I waited for you…

    From the madness of the heat
    Dreams float, melt,
    And love can not hide
    In the summer without end!

    CHORUS:
    White-heated, stripped,
    Strip to the buff,
    Frantic summer flying, as an arrow.
    Night and dawn warmed
    Lavinia heat,
    Savage Summer, I waited for you…

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