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We came here as kids, holding a bouquet of flowers in our hands.
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And fathers, mothers were worried, they gave us wise advice.
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But time quickly ran, And we matured a little bit,
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And so I wanted a childish look. We still have to look at the school.
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School, school, swing open doors, School, school, change lessons,
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School, school - a teacher at the blackboard And with your love we are warmed. (2 times)
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We enter the classes daily. Mother’s desk, chair, notebook.
English, Russian, drawing, You could tell a lot.
We sang and read. Playing, you taught us.
Thank you, dear school, After all, all sciences are a class!
