I love this morning... Thoughts are confused.
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May work not pull me out of comfort.
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In a minute, a minute, it seems to me as if
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My lorry is not cool at all.
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Don't expect advice from me - he didn't sleep for two days.
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There is a miracle in the mirror. |
Sveta? |
No, Yudo!
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Drink? |
Yes. |
I smoke? |
Yes, fierce.
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In player: "Old Dirty Bastard" thrashes.
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The beloved loves me, she is super!
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In the same cabin with her since Yupi.
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In one bowl, in fact, in one soup,
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Everything will be fine: I'm in a jeep, she's in a fur coat.
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Good for a party in the club.
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On a square it’s good in a square, in Cuba it’s good in a cube.
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Let's move and don't be stupid, we're muddying.
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Are you already vacationing in the south? |
We will all be there.
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Chorus:
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And while I'm reading a book, somewhere in the clouds,
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In an unfamiliar city, I run along the platform.
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I look under my feet, I hold the reins in my hands.
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It's time to rejoice in our lifetime.
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And while I'm reading a book, somewhere in the clouds,
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In an unfamiliar city, I run along the platform.
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I look under my feet, I hold the reins in my hands.
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It's time to rejoice in our lifetime.
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I know, I can, I believe in Triagrutrika.
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I mow a clearing, I braid line by line.
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Little by little, little by little
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Stepping on every step.
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And again on the stage with micro rub for the inside,
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Alternately with my brothers I fight for good.
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As long as our music fills your hearts,
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It covers evenly, but set me another bucket.
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It gets dark, the street calms down, the yard becomes empty,
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The hubbub at the porch will stop.
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The city will close its eyes, the roads will be watered, the sirens will howl.
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I will write to the end.
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And even when the sand falls off me -
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I don't know how much to smoke and how much to drink.
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What will come true, what will break off, who is yet to be met.
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How will we be remembered?
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But while I'm on stage with the micro,
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Alternately with my brothers I work for the inside,
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While our music fills your hearts -
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It covers evenly, but set me another bucket.
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It gets dark, the street calms down, the yard becomes empty,
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The hubbub at the porch will stop.
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The city will close its eyes, the roads will be watered, the sirens will howl.
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I will continue to write about how ... I love this morning!
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Un, deux, trois, I love, i love you.
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One, two, three, I love this morning.
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Ein, zwei, drei, I love...
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One, two, three, I love this morning.
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Un, deux, trois, I love, i love you.
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One, two, three, I love this morning.
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Ein, zwei, drei, I love... |