One day I’m gonna tell you, my sweetheart,
I’m not in love with you,
Some day you’re gonna answer me, my dear,
You’re not in love with me,
And something will be changed at once, you know,
And something will arise,
I think it’s something what we call,
What we would call love...
One day we’re gonna learn it better,
One day we’re gonna finaly get it,
I know some day at small hour
I’ll run upstairs with a flower,
Yeh, at small hour,
Ooh, with a flower,
We’ll learn it better…
Some day I’m gonna tell you
I want you so badly,
I hope you understand...
Sometime you will pronounce those stumbling words
I know I wanna hear from you
And you from me...
One day we’re gonna learn it better,
One day we’re gonna finaly get it,
I know some day at small hour
I’ll run upstairs with a flower,
Yeh, at small hour,
Ooh, with a flower,
We’ll learn it better,
Well, how to get it...
One Daу
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