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Under the window wide under the high window
Cherry snow-white blossoms.
And for this cherry, and for this hut
Man dashing for the hundredth time comes.
And for this cherry, and for this hut
Man dashing for the hundredth time comes.

He looks out the window he looks out the window -
Nothing with the cherry blossoms in sight.
Wave her head, he, eh eyebrow lead it,
Vishnu returns again.
Wave her head, he, eh eyebrow lead it,
Vishnu returns again.

Hear thou, maiden, do you hear, my love -
Throw open the window on the street.
Is only weapon in the dyhesa divorced on shumesa,
What goes on outside the hero?
Is only weapon in the dyhesa divorced on shumesa,
What goes on outside the hero?

Under the window wide under the high window
Cherry snow-white blossoms.
And for this cherry, and for this hut
Man dashing for the hundredth time comes,
Man dashing for the hundredth time comes,
Man dashing for the hundredth time comes.