| Chorus:
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| Give me a chance to drown in you
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| Let me live in that moment.
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| Let me run from your head
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| Fly farther into the yards...
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| You are not my inspiration.
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| You are not mine.
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| You are not my inspiration.
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| Soon dawn, rain, you are still gone,
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| I no longer look for myself in this game, all I need is
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| All that I discovered under the month of the big moon,
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| It won't let me sleep, I can't dream anymore.
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| They are no more.
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| This topic is as old as the world
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| What holds us makes us weaker, there is no longer a word we.
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| I'm trying to find you in a hundred alluring eyes, burning stars,
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| My night, but not this time.
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| At different corners in the outskirts, or in the centers
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| Something will remind us of those who are not here now.
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| Again I say goodbye to the past days, I blow up,
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| Representing the world for us, now tell me what you know about it.
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| Chorus:
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| Give me a chance to drown in you
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| Let me live in that moment.
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| Let me run from your head
|
| Fly farther into the yards...
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| You are not my inspiration.
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| You are not mine.
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| You are not my inspiration.
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| It's getting harder and harder to write about what happened to us,
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| But only in this way will I save myself and become more tender.
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| I love you just the same, but not so much to change the foundations,
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| Look, they're just a fraction of what I'm worth.
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| Our old January evening is the countdown of history,
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| My words are placed in a book on the kitchen table.
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| Your eyes full of stars asked to return,
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| Help me, God, so that I cannot touch them again.
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| At night without sleep, you are not with him, I am not with her, but,
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| Running away from them, together we believe in magic.
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| I read poetry on the old Moscow highway,
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| While the winged friend is already aiming at the sight.
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| But this is no more, and there are no tears in us.
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| I only care about why he carried us.
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| There are no coincidences, the city was covered with rain,
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| Everything will be fine, everything will be fine.
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| Chorus:
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| Give me a chance to drown in you
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| Let me live in that moment.
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| Let me run from your head
|
| Fly farther into the yards...
|
| You are not my inspiration.
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| You are not mine.
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| You are not my inspiration. |