The ladder is here, nine steps to the cherished door
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And behind the doors is a Russian stove and a guest to wait
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Two do not sleep, two swallow the wheels of love
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They feel good, will we disturb their peace?
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Two do not sleep, two swallow the wheels of love
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They feel good, will we disturb their peace?
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An hour on the clock, the night, like a snake, crawled across the earth
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At the lantern, death leaned over a new line
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And two are not sleeping, two are sitting on a needle with love
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They feel good, will we disturb their peace?
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And two are not sleeping, two are sitting on a needle with love
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They feel good, will we disturb their peace?
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There is nothing to wait, there is no one to believe, the icon is in the blood
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At the headquarters of the regiment, a sentry froze into a block of ice
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And two do not sleep, two smoke a cigarette of love
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They feel good, will we disturb their peace?
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Two do not sleep, two smoke a cigarette of love
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They feel good, will we disturb their peace?
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If I knew how hard it is to fall asleep alone
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If I knew what awaits me, I would go out the window
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And so - everything goes on, it's boring in Moscow and rainy in Crimea
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And everything is fine, and these two fell asleep a long time ago
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And so - everything goes on, it's boring in Moscow and rainy in Crimea
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And everything is fine, and these two fell asleep a long time ago |