I touch with my paws, for the benefit of the queen
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I take in an armful of grandmother, I don’t look to the right, to the left
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Always going forward on the trail of dead pioneers
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I'm not scared (I'm not scared) I'm preparing a replacement
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(Athenian)
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Huge family, but there is no support for me
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I have a long way to go, but my step is a millimeter
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I run through the relay rooms every day
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I don't see the light, my antennae are trembling with nerves
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(Arkady)
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Gave plans from above the underground Eden
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My withered body will be the brick of the tunnel
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Torches in eye sockets, skull - camera on the walls
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And let them grind my bones into cement
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(Athenian)
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I will only listen to my instincts, because I am resourceful
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From everywhere I can I drag my little piece
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Absolutely every minute I am devoted to the throne
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I am asexual, I am satisfied and do not feel hungry
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Days of the week, one thing and according to the old scheme:
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We are sculpting the Kremlin around the beehive in orange vests
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I will be replaced by someone who will not be worse than me
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We are shaky steps, but our service is immortal
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(Arkady)
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We will be trampled on, some schoolboy will burn us with his magnifying glass,
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But then the enemies will drown in our corpses
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I am the same as everyone else, and everyone is the same as me
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I pray for an anthill
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I will die for an anthill
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The ant keeps pulling its burden
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I carry my burden
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I carry my burden
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I carry my burden
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I carry my burden
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I carry my burden |