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SEPTEMBER MORNINGS
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I have been forgotten
It was me...
It was me who felt good In the cold night
And in loneliness, all by myself It was me
It was me who in springtime Didn't see the flowers
Nor the sun
On September mornings
I want to go out I want to speak up
CASSANDRA SINGS VANUSA
I want to teach the neighbor to sing
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing
On September mornings
On those mornings...
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I was forgotten
It was me
It was me who felt good In the cold night
And in loneliness It was me
It was me who in springtime Didn't see the flowers
Nor the sun
On September mornings
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing
On September mornings
On those mornings...
I shielded myself in indifference
It was me who managed to stay and leave
And I was forgotten
It was me
It was me who felt good In the cold night
And in loneliness It was me
It was me who in springtime Didn't see the flowers
Nor the sun
On September mornings
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing On September mornings
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing
I want to go out I want to speak up
I want to teach the neighbor to sing On September mornings
On those mornings...