| Kicking a brick, I walk without feeling pain all of a sudden...
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| Suddenly on the way we left home
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| For freedom from books, for heroes into roles from movies.
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| There is smoke in the sky, so we will live,
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| In winter we will not freeze, we will run away from the fire
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| For love from shop windows, for the road in fields without mines.
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| This city will collapse on us like a wall, and we will break through.
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| This grief will carry us in a wave, and we will return.
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| Chorus:
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| We run away - they catch up, sorry, mom!
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| We run away - they catch up, sorry, mom!
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| In forgotten times there was a land for vagabonds
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| With the sky, like a home,
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| And the stars, like sisters in it, looked at us,
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| The variety of wines was read in their eyes.
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| The trait is black and white, the soul is very bold,
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| Life is homeless, the essence is not shameful,
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| The will is free, catch the feint in this!
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| This city will collapse on us like a wall, and we will break through.
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| This sea will carry us with a wave, and we will return.
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| Chorus:
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| We run away - they catch up, sorry, mom!
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| We run away - they catch up, sorry, mom!
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| losing
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| We run away - they catch up, sorry, mom!
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| We run away - they catch up, sorry, mom! |