From behind the Ural mountains to your ears
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Leave in your columns for a long time
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Rugga hop in your head...
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When you're completely cold in this city
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When your flags are covered in snow
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You will go out to your balcony and see
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How brightly the stars shine in the sky, do not be sad,
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In many days you will come out here
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And the sun will shine and the birds will sing
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And a new love, everything will be fine
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Think about it, don't be sad...
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The stars are shining, don't be sad, time will pass
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And summer will come, no matter how it comes,
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You will see, do not be sad ...
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do not be sad…
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The soul was sick with treason, I prayed for time
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About the changes that will change the names, the sky
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Look in both, behind the heart is only an eye and an eye
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Love is sweet, tastes bitter
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But quarrels, offensive phrases
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There were roses, vases, then the tastes are different
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The bonds are almost marriage, feelings are not important nonsense ...
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The devil is treating me with sex again, sad,
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Candles, you hear, you will not return that,
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What we had in the beginning...
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Slept, froze, got up, found a blanket
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The moon covered the night with a veil,
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Like a mother with affectionate May,
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But to save, you need to know
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But we forget the pain we need as our own and someone else's air ...
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Autumn cold feet
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Feelings warm - lava
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Adjusting the scarf, taking a sip,
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I'm high, its my live ...
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Do not touch, I already feel good about the tops,
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Well, time will give a new life, do not rush ...
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In this city, everyone is looking for their own,
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Someone is money, and someone is god,
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And someone is love, but you know your way,
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And I know that everyone will find what they are looking for
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And the sun will rise above us
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Jah rules us, he will not leave us with you, believe me
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Whatever happens, his hand on my shoulder
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Wherever I go...
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The stars are shining and we'll make it through this winter
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The warmth of our hearts will help us,
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Prayers will ascend to heaven
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Demons will perish forever
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Temptations will leave us
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Do not be sad…
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The stars are shining, don't be sad
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Time will pass and summer will come
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At least when it comes, you will see, do not be sad ...
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Do not be sad…
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Tuesday, Tuesday full of traffic jams
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Crowds of blind passers-by
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There are so many people that you can’t breathe on the bus
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There are two channels on TV at home, one, two,
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On the rest of the professional work,
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And it's only half past one.
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Monitor under repair, not working for a year,
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The world is full of radio waves
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Well, my mafon does not catch those on which hip-hop is played
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The last cigarette in the pack
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The slot machine gobbled up the last 10 rubles,
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And he didn't answer anything...
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Thoughts are paralyzed, running aiming,
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I break my head like
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Deal with the military
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And deal with all the work
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Quarrels with a loved one, pain presses and presses
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Night insomnia awaits again
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Alone with myself walls, floor, ceiling,
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Window, it was necessary during the day
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Overcome the dream, overcome the pain
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Get over the night, digest everything,
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Change something, talk to you
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Turn the tide, temperature changes
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Hearts are not overheated
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Whatever is there
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I'm ready to wait out the storm in the harbor
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But change is not far away
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I feel with my radar
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And next to them...
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Do not be sad…
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The stars are shining, don't be sad, time will pass
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And summer will come, at least as it comes, you will see
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Do not be sad… |