When I was a child, I often asked the elders
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What awaits those who have drunk the cup of life?
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In my pure fantasies I thought to live 300 years
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Dreams showed me at the end of the path my pier
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Strict, proud, empty, but not lonely
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On the edge of all my past wanderings, all worries
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In the haze of my dreams - took a step forward
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Here I am, in your power
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Behind the back, time crumbles into pieces
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I brought the fruits of my work, all my life into knowledge
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Heartbeats pounding in my chest
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Purely true style, nothing more
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My memories of being children
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We carried cherries around, who argued more strongly
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Remembered many mysterious stories
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The time of carefree days has sunk into oblivion
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Its echoes here are saturated with water and wind
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The earth is warmed by its light light
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Yes, somewhere beyond the horizon I was looking for answers,
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And it turned out they were right in front of my nose
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It's just important to ask the right questions
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Do not build illusions
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I protect my mind from various embarrassments
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From opinions and cynical judges
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The moral of my words might be:
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"We go to the end and begin to live"
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I have time to collect the pages of truth
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With them in my hands, I will appear on the pier
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There's time to gather the pages of truth
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With them in my hands, I will appear on the pier
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I have time to collect the pages of truth
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With them in my hands, I will appear on the pier
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There's time to gather the pages of truth
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On the way to the pier
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Let's leave childhood, principles have taken their place in life
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Someone's theories, many roles
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Played by me in different stories
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Hundreds of people left a mark on my creative field
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"Do not put any conditions on common sense" -
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The main credo that crossed out all the banal troubles
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Stepped over social foundations
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All for the sake of will, against falsehood as well
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So it happened between our further
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Too often I met misunderstanding even among those people
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With whom I shared the best moments of golden days
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Before anyway, it's not scary
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Still, we are from different cultures, this is important
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More than twenty percent of the way behind
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Let's leave sentiments - look in front of you
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I heal my wounds with the flame of faith
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Breaking the Barriers of Illustrative Examples
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Loss of measure for those who started with me
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Everyone is in charge of their own destiny
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I have time to collect the pages of truth
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With them in my hands, I will appear on the pier
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There's time to gather the pages of truth
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With them in my hands, I will appear on the pier
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I have time to collect the pages of truth
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With them in my hands, I will appear on the pier
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There's time to gather the pages of truth
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On the way to the pier |