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Belgrade On Champs-Elysees

my soul plunged into sadness and this town becomes my cry Belgrade in Paris when I feel its beautiful avenue singing the hymn to nostalgia oh land of my youthfulness my lovely Serbia ______________ mon âme plonge dans la tristesse et cette ville devient mon cri Belgrade à Paris quand je sens sa belle avenue en chantant l'hymne à nostalgie oh pays de ma jeunesse mon adorable Serbie

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