Autumn in the city, and rain, and slush.
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Well, how can you not cry. |
How not to cry.
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How can tears from eyelashes not drip into the darkness.
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You said everything, you said everything, goodbye to him, there by the station.
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His heart is tired, but he can see little! |
Well, what...
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Cry at the threshold, the girl is touchy. |
Life divided, the railroad.
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A strange star, a green semaphore burns.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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In the darkness of steps, you are still waiting out of habit.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Next to you, silent tonight.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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With grief, I would smoke, but all the matches got wet.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Girl, cry, everything will pass - in the spring.
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Autumn in the city, and rain, and slush.
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Well, how not to cry here, how not to cry here.
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How are tears here, not to drip from the eyelashes into the darkness.
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But autumn is not eternal, and rain is not eternal.
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You, once remembering that bitter evening,
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Just smile. |
And there is nothing to cover here, understand.
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But now cry at the threshold, the girl is touchy.
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Life divided, the railroad.
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A strange star, a green semaphore burns.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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In the darkness of steps, you are still waiting out of habit.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Next to you, silent tonight.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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With grief, I would smoke, but all the matches got wet.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Girl, cry, everything will pass - in the spring.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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In the darkness of steps, you are still waiting out of habit.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Next to you, silent tonight.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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With grief, I would smoke, but all the matches got wet.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Girl, cry, everything will pass - in the spring.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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In the darkness of steps, you are still waiting out of habit.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Next to you, silent tonight.
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He drove away, on a night train.
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With grief, I would smoke, but all the matches got wet.
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Autumn and sadness, two girlfriends - sisters.
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Girl, cry, everything will pass - in the spring. |