Anna Karenina

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All the misery and love
Now the last hopes are buried in the mud
Never let me stop, do not even dare to ask
All my love is too much to hide

Keep going with the sorrow in your heart
All is gone while nothing is right

Remember I will die for you to live
Even when you won't love me
Now everything's gloomy
I can't see anything
Nothing until I see you in the backyard
All I have is your existence in the depths of my heart

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