Zamiloval jsem se třikrát
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My heart is not for sale and my soul is picky. I fell in love three times. I despaired over the loss of each of them and regularly visited the trees I planted for them that remind me of them. "But what shall I do now with my love?" In the sky, instead of a rainbow, ten cups appeared. And then it hit me: This was just the path to my true family.