| In the name of the thaw.
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| Arseniy Troshin production.
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| Yeah!
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| feelings will melt, hopes will die, the careless will throw off their clothes.
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| The pain will be forgotten, the ignorant will perish at zero hours.
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| The snow will melt, the sun will come out.
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| Let's put out the lights in the apartments, time is like sand, time is a cobweb.
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| Love sprouts, years fall like drops from the sky on my shoulders.
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| March. |
| Evening. |
| And to whom to address the news now, -
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| Those that I wrote somewhere into the void.
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| Apparently, we got the gist.
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| But they chose the wrong road in a hurry,
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| We are the same pawns on the board among the black and white stripes of life.
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| Stop lying, I see rubbish in the reflection in the mirror.
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| I'm the same creature, hating falling, getting up, walking from the exit to the dead end.
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| And you, with smiles on your faces, tear up your clothes, go for a cheap buzz.
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| And all this beau monde is yours in your mouth ** al, without alternatives.
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| You wanted where the press, catch, my city.
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| This move is f*ck, here even in rap x** knows who you are and with whom.
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| When the band breaks up for fucking money
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| Where you value one in a million among those boys
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| Who, glaring in their eyes, stupidly f**ks behind my back.
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| And somehow everything seems to be changing, and we are all talking about different things, on our own.
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| I’ll walk along the familiar streets where I once flaunted as a student.
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| By moving on the legs, knocking to the ground.
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| Real crash, this is my life f*cking rap.
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| And they won't believe in you, they want you to creep, but fuck it.
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| The animals wanted war, now friends are enemies.
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| And all these songs are just money.
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| Then the ice will melt, resentment will go away,
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| And the battlefield will be overgrown with grass and flowers.
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| Everyone will find their way home,
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| Each stranger will be warmed and falsely caressed by the warm spring.
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| You have been betrayed, we have been weathered.
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| The truth cannot be solved by war, we are all alone here.
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| And who are you with? |
| Circumstances strike at once.
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| You have been betrayed, we have been weathered.
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| The truth cannot be solved by war, we are all alone here.
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| And who are you with? |
| Circumstances strike at once.
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| You have been betrayed, we have been weathered.
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| The truth cannot be solved by war, we are all alone here.
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| And who are you with? |
| Circumstances strike at once.
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| You have been betrayed, we have been weathered.
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| The truth cannot be solved by war, we are all alone here.
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| And who are you with? |
| Circumstances strike at once. |