Budapest
Oh, my capital, so many times I am thinking about you
About the beautiful nights, pubs, women, streets, squares
Oh, passed beautiful decadent years, and times! Come!
Come back, please! I loved you and will love you. Nights
Yes, time is time. So many people have gone from my life
Hmm, how many passed away? I don’t know. Goodbye
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