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The Red Square was empty
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In front of me was Nathalie walking
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She has a beautiful name, my guide
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Nathalie
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The Red Square was white
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Snow mades a carpet
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And i continued in this cold sunday
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Nathalie
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She spoke with modests senteces
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About october's revolution
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I alreday thought
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That after Lenin fall
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We would go to Pouchkine caffee
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To drink a chocolate...
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The Red Square was empty
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I have taken her arm, she has smiled to me
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My guide had blonde hair
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Nathalie, Nathalie...
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Tell me, how you write and
composed this song? Where and why?
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I composed here, in this room.
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At the university room
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A group of students
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Was waiting for her impatiently
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We have laughted, we have talked a lot
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Thay wanted to know everything
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Nathalie translated
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Moscow, thw fields of Ukraine
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And the Champs Elisees
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We have mixed everything
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And we have singed
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and after they have unkorked
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In advance already laughing
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A bottle of French champagne
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And we danced
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And when the room was empty
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All the freinds were gone
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I have stayed alone with my guide
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Nathalie
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No more questions, sober phrases
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No more October's revolution
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I am no longer there with her
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Finished, Lenin�s tomb
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The chocolate at Pouchkine
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That, that was far away now
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My life seems empty to me
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But i know that someday at Paris
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I will be her guide
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Nathalie, Nathalie
