| Chorus:
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| And we lost each other with you that spring,
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| I listened to Snoop and again I couldn't sleep.
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| And we lost each other with you,
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| I'm sad again, I'll pour wine,
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| Having sunk down in my sleeping hut.
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| And we lost each other with you that spring,
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| I listened to Snoop and again I couldn't sleep.
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| And we lost each other with you,
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| I'm sad again, I'll pour wine,
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| Having sunk down in my sleeping hut.
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| I know that you are not mine and I know that I don't know
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| These houses I, but see off
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| I am talkative, you seem to be dumb.
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| I don’t understand, so from March to May,
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| I don’t understand, but I get used to it and accept it as it is, yo.
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| To be honest, there are no words and there is no dream and there is no sense,
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| And there will be no more sense, and the buildings will stand up as walls.
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| And the shadows of plants will sink on the dark concrete of houses,
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| It is unlikely to reach the bed, the hairpins shone.
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| Someone was whistled, there is a guy on a bike,
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| Shot from the telly, the swing was asleep, the streets of Chile
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| Past the punks - three boys,
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| My pantomime is on them, their antlers are past,
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| They are quietly passing by, and we are quietly passing by.
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| And, well, them, we're fine today
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| This is how a sleeping area should be.
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| There is not much left, lead us, vice-road,
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| I touch her hands with my hands.
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| Eyelashes, in the transparent light of the street,
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| The pavement stretches.
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| Miss, you are my smart girl
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| Moscow capital,
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| I am Chelyabinsk, the capital of the southern Urals,
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| And not the province, below us.
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| It was warm, it was nice, loot,
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| It was fun time went drinking movies were bad.
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| A little for you, but not for long, the bangs are knocked down on the forehead with a hairpin,
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| Long before that, I realized that there would be no alignment.
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| So is it necessary?
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| Yes, baby, so it must be.
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| Chorus:
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| And we lost each other with you that spring,
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| I listened to Snoop and again I couldn't sleep.
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| And we lost each other with you,
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| I'm sad again, I'll pour wine,
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| Having sunk down in my sleeping hut.
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| And we lost each other with you that spring,
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| I listened to Snoop and again I couldn't sleep.
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| And we lost each other with you,
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| I'm sad again, I'll pour wine,
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| Having sunk down in my sleeping hut. |