| We're stingy with love, we're stingy...
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| Cold in the eyes.
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| In everyday conversations and in letters -
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| All about business.
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| We do not notice sparks in people
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| And kindness.
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| And only at the last hour close
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| We bring flowers, we bring flowers.
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| We fly like moths to a flame,
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| We lose dear friends
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| Let's remember those who are not with us,
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| And let's think about the living!
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| Let's remember those who are not with us,
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| And let's think about the living!
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| We're stingy with love, we're stingy...
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| Frost in the heart.
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| We are ashamed of momentary weakness
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| And bright tears.
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| Days go by quite seriously
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| For nothing.
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| And we understand so late
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| Who is dear to us, who is dear to us.
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| We fly like moths to a flame,
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| We lose dear friends
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| Let's remember those who are not with us,
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| And let's think about the living!
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| Let's remember those who are not with us,
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| And let's think about the living!
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| We're stingy with love, we're stingy...
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| And time is a moment!
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| And you have to, you have to learn
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| Love others, love others!
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| We're stingy with love, we're stingy...
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| Cold in the eyes.
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| In everyday conversations and in letters -
|
| All about business.
|
| We do not notice sparks in people
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| And kindness.
|
| And only at the last hour close
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| We bring flowers, we bring flowers.
|
| We fly like moths to a flame,
|
| We lose dear friends
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| Let's remember those who are not with us,
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| And let's think about the living!
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| Let's remember those who are not with us,
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| And let's think about the living!
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| (Ilya Rakhmelevich Reznik) |