| Your bleeding eyes, within this misery
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| Your vanished hopes through the history
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| I can’t remember how many reasons
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| Ran away from this, towards a promise land
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| What is that pain pushing us into the carriage, chasing peace?
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| Go!
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| The commander gave the marching order
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| Hand with white handkerchief waves
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| Farewell to blue Don river]
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| Throughout the seasons we cried for a dream
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| The wind change rattle on this rails
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| How many troubled men lay on this train?
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| How many illusions they had to sell…
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| The commander gave the marching order
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| Hand with white handkerchief waves
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| Farewell to blue Don river]
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| That’s enough! |
| Enough!
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| The Soviet dream, the Soviet train will go far
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| Illusions of freedom — We will destroy you
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| Aware of this train, blowing and almighty
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| Pride upon my face toward my last mirage
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| With these certainties amidst the sweetest glory
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| Step by step… truth after truth
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| All things happen along this mystic rail
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| All things happen through this revenge |