It's summer night, so pleasant, charming.
Soft shadows dance upon the wall,
Fresh air's coming in through windows,
And you don't want to sleep at all.
You want to stare at the darkness,
At hypnotizing starry sky,
To think about all world's secrets
And to imagine how to fly...
It s summer night...
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