Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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We are returning from work, guys, from the plow.
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And all around they read the Tao, what's going on, guys!
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And we inhale the free wind, our thoughts are so light.
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And while we are not in Shanghai, all this is out of our hands.
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And I don't care - I'm from the mowing - remove the bricks.
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And why the hell is the Ural guy doing Tai Chi?
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And we inhale the free wind, our hands are so strong.
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And to break the boards to no avail - to hang from longing.
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Refresh yourself with an aerosol, this is a miracle - Finnish steam.
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Houses tiled bath and fake tan.
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And we inhale the free wind by the stinking river.
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Natural birches, oh, yes, brooms in the bath.
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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We are all sinners and there is no need to stand before the image.
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Then no one will ask us, and what can be taken from us?
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And we inhale the free wind, our souls are so light.
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Let go, mother nature, our mortal sins.
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And we inhale the free wind
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And we inhale the free wind
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And we inhale the free wind
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And we inhale the free wind
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes
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Mind yes, did they blow, gave mind, yes, did they blow, yes |