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Happiness is a red poppy in the emerald fields
Peasant girl collecting grass
Your voice is as warm as your heart
If you ask what is happiness?
I wish I were young, if I fell in love with you
If there was peace in my country...
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Come on smile and let the clouds go away
Let the workers work well, smile
Otherwise how can I renew?
Maybe a movie will come to town
A beautiful forest becomes in writings
The climate changes, the Mediterranean becomes, smile.
Kim bir madenci kadar bilebilir
Güneşin ve gökyüzünün güzelliğini?
Kim dinler bitmeyen bir şarkıyı?
Hangisi daha ilginç, çöl mü, orman mı?
Hayatın güzelliği bir gün bitişindedir
Eskimonun yaktığı ateş
Elbet ateşlerin en güzeli