I don't miss, although I probably miss
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Landscapes around cause despair
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Why didn't I notice this before
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But now hundreds of cities behind
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Dearest, dearest
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The most hated, persecuted by me
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You are not a crack in the heart, you are my heart
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The cold is fierce, but let me warm up in you
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Even a hut in the Central Administrative District, Mercedes
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They won't make me a princess
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It's true, even though it sounds harsh
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I am small from Factory
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Even a hut in the Central Administrative District, Mercedes
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They won't make me a princess
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It's true, even though it sounds harsh
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I am small from Factory
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Don't don't cry
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Don't cry
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Don't don't cry
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Cossacks robbers
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Hands in soot
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I remember the crowd running
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Among the old five-story buildings
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Things to grow
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Nothing is forgotten
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Jeans from the market
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Which fall apart after the first wash
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Kirov will always be cooler than Arbat
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Sunsets are more soulful in the native sky
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Gear not from Prada, but from an older brother
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Today, as before, I'm going back by reserved seat
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Even a hut in the Central Administrative District, Mercedes
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They won't make me a princess
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It's true, even though it sounds harsh
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I am small from Factory
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Even a hut in the Central Administrative District, Mercedes
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They won't make me a princess
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It's true, even though it sounds harsh
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I am small from Factory
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Don't don't cry
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Don't cry
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you
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Don't don't cry
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Saratov paradise, Saratov paradise
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I hurt for you |