fair: ярмарка
fair: уст., поэт. женщина, возлюбленная
fair: нечто вежливое, приличное
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I think that maybe I´m dreaming...
I smell cinnamon and spices
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cinnamon: корица
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I hear music everywhere
All around kaleidoscope of color
I think that maybe I´m dreaming...
Maids pass gracefully in laughter
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maid: поэт. девушка
gracefully: изящно
laughter: хохот
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Wine coloured flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I´ve never been to
I think that maybe I´m dreaming...
Some flash on a soda of prism
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flash: вспышка, сверкание
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Bright jewels on the ladies flashing
Eyes catch on a shiny prism
Hear ye the crying of the vendors
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ye: уст., поэт. вы
vendor: торговец, продающий товар вразнос
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Fruit for sale wax candles for to burn
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wax: воск
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Fires flare soon it will be night fall
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flare: гореть ярким, неровным пламенем
fall: редк. приближение, наступление (сумерек, ночи, зимы)
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I think that maybe I´m dreaming...
Fair: Fair
Fair: Ust., Poet. A woman, beloved
Fair: something polite, decent
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I Think that Maybe I´m Dreaming ...
I Smell Cinnamon and Spitses
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Cinnamon: Cinnamon
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I Hear Music EVERYWHERE
All Around Kaleidoscope of Color
I Think that Maybe I´m Dreaming ...
Maids Pass Gracefully in Laughter
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Maid: Poet. young woman
GraceFully: elegant
Laughter: laughter
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Wine Colourd Flowers in Their Hair
Last Call from Lands I´ve Never Been to
I Think that Maybe I´m Dreaming ...
SOME FLASH On A Soda of Prism
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Flash: flash, sparkling
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Bright Jewels on the Ladies Flashing
Eyes Catch On a Shiny Prism
Hear Ye The Crying of the Vendors
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Ye: Ust., Poet. you
Vendor: a merchant selling the goods at a time
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Fruit for Sale Wax Candles for to Burn
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Wax: Wax
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FIRES FLARE SOON Will Be Night Fall
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Flare: burn with a bright, uneven flame
Fall: Red. Approach, offensive (dusk, night, winter)
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I Think that Maybe I´m Dreaming ...
