Weekdays will wake up shamelessly with an alarm clock,
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With closed eyes, hitting the button, everything is smooth.
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There is work, but some.
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As long as the sun shines through our windows, we have things to do.
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Winter lazily lifts us from the sofas,
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To dive like a bathyscaphe into the sea of plans
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And walk along the strings, as the boss says,
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Daily sprint, weekly cross!
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But today, without him, weekdays were separated by night.
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I turn on something louder, with an emphasis on warmth.
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For the next two days, a special plan
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Feelings like they gave me a complete carte blanche.
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Left the bed, then left the entrance,
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Somehow faster than usual and in the gray crowd
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The look from which the inner voice sang,
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Experienced the phenomenon of attraction of bodies!
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Chorus:
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The cold went from head to toe,
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Let it be winter, but we stand in smoke,
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I asked for a name and already warmer.
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About where he was going, he forgot and sunk,
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Outside below zero, inside drops.
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And for us this is not a dream, this is not a game!
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The colors have become a hundred times brighter, a hundred times!
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There is a spark between us! |
Tell me how to sleep now
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Tell me how to sleep now
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On the eve of a dream, where only I and everything,
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The edge of the forest, its sounds are the songs of a dream!
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And the plot threw me on the sand.
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The horizon divided the sea and the sky into a strip.
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Interesting places, ships, breeze, masts.
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But on this I hung for a while, further,
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Cardinal directions, cities, districts, rivers, mountain slopes,
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Overkill in places, a new teleport.
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This time our winter, I yawned as always,
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It's since morning, I'm a pedestrian without a driver's license.
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Down the sidewalk to the coffee shop straight after,
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I don’t remember some part, such a dream.
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Also on the street, throwing a hood,
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I'm waiting for green, meeting, spark!
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And I'm flying, I'm rushing to reality,
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Opened my eyes in a dark room,
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I remembered this, everything happened in reality,
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And not somewhere!
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Chorus:
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The cold went from head to toe,
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Let it be winter, but we stand in smoke,
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I asked for a name and already warmer.
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About where he was going, he forgot and sunk,
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Outside below zero, inside drops.
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And for us this is not a dream, this is not a game!
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The colors have become a hundred times brighter, a hundred times!
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There is a spark between us! |
Tell me how to sleep now
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Tell me how to sleep now |