#128647 - THE SEASON OF HUNTING It is the spring, the season of my hunting, And I'm awaken from the winter doze, I'm a volcano which begins erupting, The smell of love fills my perceptive nose!. **** Let us enjoy ourselves, my baby, Forgetting sorrows till the dawn, Let our eyes be blithe and happy And days of boredom won't return! Let's be delighted like two children By streams of kisses and caress, And let's forget all boring lectures Of those who never really guess! They can't imagine even partly The feelings dwelling our souls, That love could be so simply happy Without any tragic roles! And though our love is not platonic Our souls are full with pure light, It's better than to be lascivious And to disguise your real sight! We are so virgin and ingenious Enjoying love like paradise, And there's not a lot of people Who let themselves feeling so nice!.
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