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"Pour into your eyes my sadness, my sorrow, my happiness, my pain, the wine in your hands, the dream of your hope, and lean slowly against me, your loss, your pain, one cup to me; life is like alcohol, sometimes strong and sometimes thin, sentimental years... "Beep, beep, beep ?"

The singing attracted us, so Lao San put down his wine cup and started to sing softly, "Don't let me get drunk alone

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