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Diana

I want to tell a story,
Which may not go down in history.
This is a story about a good girl,
Which can compete with even an angel.

I can tell that she is very pretty,
Delicate, like a little kitty.
She diligently obey her mother
They are always together.

Um, she beautiful like a flower.
I want her to be with me forever.
Because of her, I can't sleep at night.
Everywhere and always her name to write:
"Diana".

It is worth to someone only to pronounce her name.
Everything for me is only a game.
But her mother is holding her near her,
Always bother about her.

Um, she beautiful like a flower.
I want her to be with me forever.
Because of her, I can not sleep at night.
Everywhere and always her name to write:
"Diana".

Her name is on every scrap of leaf
Her name is on every shelf.
Presenting it in my arms
I understand - this is a pipe dreams.

Um, she beautiful like a flower.
I want her to be with me forever.
Because of her, I can not sleep at night.
Everywhere and always her name to write:
"Diana".

I can tell this story again and again,
And anything I won't explain .
I end my story,
And I hope it ends in victory.

Um, Diana, um, Diane ...

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