| The star told me about love
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| Yes, about a sharp sickle, that the heart is in trouble,
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| Yes, about the white unearthly light,
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| Yes, about my choice, which was forever.
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| Oh, I'm not guilty, I participated in the war, I was the body for the bayonet,
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| Oh - yes, it’s not easier for me if a hidden river melts in the blue sky,
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| May it remind me of snow from another far away,
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| A flock of ravens, a flock of ravens - a black cloud.
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| A flock of ravens, a flock of ravens - a black cloud.
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| Oh - I'm innocent, oh - it's not easier for me.
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| The star told me about the war
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| Yes, about the black beam that pierces the heart,
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| Yes, about the poor native country -
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| What is coming to victories after bad weather.
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| Oh, I am not guilty, I participated in the war, I was the body for the bayonet,
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| Oh, yes, it’s not easier for me if a hidden river melts in the blue sky,
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| May it remind me of snow from another far away,
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| A flock of ravens, a flock of ravens - a black cloud.
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| A flock of ravens, a flock of ravens - a black cloud.
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| Oh, I'm innocent, oh - yes, it's not easier for me. |