There is a lot of violence on earth
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Well tell me where to find the way out
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There is only one answer here
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All races need to be crossed
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Let one color, one tongue
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Let one of the folk songs be played
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May the papua be the brother of the soul
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But the Bedouin father is mine
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And then there will be no more racial hatred
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And wars are basically makeup
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How beautiful the scene will turn then
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When all in one color is born
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And then there will be no more racial hatred
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And wars are basically makeup
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How beautiful the scene will turn then
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When all in one color is born
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Then there will be no Russian, Turkish, Danish
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There will be a single minaret for everyone
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Then there will not even be Muslims
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Only the rasol is large and vinaigrette
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And the Mongols then sailed
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But you have to step on the steppe
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And the Arabs at the weeping wall
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In negotiations with Yahweh himself
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And then there will be no more racial hatred
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And wars are basically makeup
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How beautiful the scene will turn then
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When all in one color is born
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And then there will be no more racial hatred
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And wars are basically makeup
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How beautiful the scene will turn then
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When all in one color is born
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And the Chinese will play the kokles
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And the dogs howl, the cats howl
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But the Cubans with the son of the wind
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It will run along the Gulf of Riga
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If there are any
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Who will not want to give it to everyone
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Then in the name of the future and happiness
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Unfortunately, they will have to be raped
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And then there will be no more racial hatred
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And wars are basically makeup
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How beautiful the scene will turn then
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When all in one color is born
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And then there will be no more racial hatred
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And wars are basically makeup
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How beautiful the scene will turn then
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When all in one color is born |