We traveled the roads
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Changing strings and girlfriends
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Oh, we didn't have enough hands
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And if all good is from God,
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We do not shine a warm paradise,
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No matter how much you play
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It's just a vicious circle!
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What tomorrow will be unknown
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Although it is not difficult to predict
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Oh, we have nothing to lose!
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What life - such songs.
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And life is absurd and funny
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Further silence
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Don't run around or run away.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is said,
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Yes, yes, a long time ago.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is connected
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The most ancient and tricky knot.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is fine,
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Yes, yes, burn with fire!
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Yes, yes, we are also gold,
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We sparkle until we die!
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Other blood, other wounds
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Quite different times
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Other names.
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And, like a chip in the ocean,
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The storms are chasing us
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And the night is shorter than the day
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Light will get us even from the bottom.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is said,
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Yes, yes, a long time ago.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is connected
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The most ancient and tricky knot.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is fine,
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Yes, yes, burn with fire!
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Yes, yes, we are also gold,
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We sparkle until we die!
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Too sad to be immortal
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Same faces day after day
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Same stupid answers
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To the question: “Why do we live?”
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Not all wolf cubs become wolves,
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Not every swing promises a blow.
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There is a strange gift - to fly into the flame,
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To stay in it forever.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is said,
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Yes, yes, a long time ago.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is connected
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The most ancient and tricky knot.
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Yes, yes, yes, everything is fine,
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Yes, yes, burn with fire!
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Yes, yes, we are also gold,
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We sparkle until we die! |