We share oceans, lands, skies and air,
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At this pace, we will soon share space,
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We are forced to hate, to kill, and after
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We continue to live under the same sun again.
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Our mothers are tired of wiping their tears
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We are tired of fighting already, but itching
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Someone from above again, but we just want
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Live in peace, live under the same sun.
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We are neighbours. |
So many years to this day
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She drank in the yard in the evenings until blue.
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She drowned out the beer, she drowned us out with screams until the morning,
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Sometimes drunk and her own drinking companions.
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They jammed with a container on the back of the head. |
We are just spectators
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How a person degraded into a Neanderthal.
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Flabby in her palm, between shrunken fingers
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A bottle from which day after day poured rubbish (poison) into itself.
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And no one took away her poison from her hands,
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She slowly drank to the delight of the audience.
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Having quarreled with relatives so that they would not be saved by accident
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Evil people poured more for her, not souls of tea.
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She was rich, lived in a huge house,
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That he was filled with gold to the eyeballs, and in the bottomless
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Its cellars, they say, have so many jewels,
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That would be enough for everyone and everyone individually.
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We share oceans, lands, skies and air,
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At this pace, we will soon share space,
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We are forced to hate, to kill, and after
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We continue to live under the same sun again.
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Our mothers are tired of wiping their tears
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We are tired of fighting already, but itching
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Someone from above again, but we just want
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Live in peace, live under the same sun.
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Search among the cattle and herds of the present truth,
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It is tantamount to searching for hay among sheep.
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Or needles in the hay, everyone was waiting for her death,
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To which there were only a couple of liters left.
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And then she rose up, the cells of the body seemed to
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Against her habits, they instantly united in rebellion.
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Her fingers did not obey and more to the pile
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They didn’t drag on, no matter how much they tried, but in the end
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Lips ceased to open, even by force,
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If someone brought something alcohol to them.
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She perked up as once a strong woman
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She was and became like that again, and even stronger.
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Now imagine Russia in this woman,
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And myself as her cells capable of saving her.
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We are of a different nation, religion, faith, but together everything is
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Russians. |
It's not about faith, it's about loyalty.
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We share oceans, lands, skies and air,
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At this pace, we will soon share space,
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We are forced to hate, to kill, and after
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We continue to live under the same sun again.
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Our mothers are tired of wiping their tears
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We are tired of fighting already, but itching
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Someone from above again, but we just want
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Live in peace, live under the same sun. |