| Sleep, but I'm not sleeping, snow, but I'm not dressed,
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| Your cigarette smoke, where are you, where are you? |
| The coffee is cold
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| This winter is an enemy, I will throw a coin into the water,
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| The river has frozen, its ice does not beat with a coin.
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| Chorus:
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| How so? |
| The soul is in flowers, don't freeze, don't, the petals wither with melancholy.
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| What are you? |
| do not destroy the flowers, you should have watered them, but it was not you, not you, who gave.
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| One hundred days of cold is worth waiting until the drop,
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| Four blizzards a day and no news for a week.
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| Yes, this is a lie, far from spring,
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| Yes, they entrusted happiness to us, why am I alone now?
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| Chorus:
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| How so? |
| The soul is in flowers, don't freeze, don't, the petals wither with melancholy.
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| What are you? |
| do not destroy the flowers, you should have watered them, but it was not you, not you, who gave.
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| How so?
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| No need…
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| How so?
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| Not you, not you...
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| How so? |
| The soul is in flowers, don't freeze, don't, the petals wither with melancholy.
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| What are you? |
| do not destroy the flowers, you should have watered them, but it was not you, not you, who gave.
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| How so? |
| The soul is in flowers, don't freeze, don't, the petals wither with melancholy.
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| What are you? |
| do not destroy the flowers, you should have watered them, but it was not you, not you, who gave.
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| It would be necessary to water, but it was not you, not you, who gave. |