- Hello Hello
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— Hello, how are you?
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- Hello, how are you?
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- Yes, everything is fine. |
again near
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— What are you, somewhere in the area?
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- Well, yes, yes, come right now I think. |
Che, how are you? |
Didn't see each other. |
Let's sit
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- Well, I'm picking texts here. |
Come on, I'm the one, this, I'll call after how much ...
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- call something...
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- Okay, well, call, in short, I'll be there soon
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- Let's
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- Let's
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Stay at home in a crumpled chair
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Or meet with whom it has not been interesting for a long time already
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We live here just near
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Vegetarians - should I mash with them for roast beef? |
Not
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They will hardly understand me
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Here beat and bass, there are rags, yes gauze
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How is muzon? |
Everything is fine, how is the university?
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I haven't started shaving yet, you're already growing a mustache
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Cool. |
Everything is the same here in the rubbish area
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I haven't seen you for a year, well, you've lost weight, Van
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This one, listen, where does this car come from?
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Still spinning around with that one? |
Did you win the loto? |
Come on!
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Damn, you see, someone is lucky
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When will Marik return, and what will he bring?
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Well, call, we'll meet exactly
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There is something to cut, it remains to drag the logs
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We wash, we saw each other's bones
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We twist our souls, we go from guest to guest
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Are you sick? |
Well, okay, come on
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Everything as it is, without goodness, not out of malice
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We wash, we saw each other's bones
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We twist our souls, we go from guest to guest
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Are you sick? |
Well, okay, come on
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Everything as it is, without goodness, not out of malice
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Not a call, not a word from my brother, eyes on the glass
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We'll see each other if something goes wrong
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Girl, you have grown up in earnest
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Institute, I used to remember sniffing at mutki
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Beauty, your ass grows with you
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It's a matter of taste, who likes it, what do I want?
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It's just sickening in my soul
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Well, yes, call of course, I went
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This show is for morons every day
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Smile at those with whom I'm too lazy to talk
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At the end of the day, I was tired, falling into bed
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So many acquaintances and few friends
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Among all these eyes, only a shadow is true to me
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Bust of people, lack of people
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Turned off the phone, took a shower, sat down to eat
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The noise on the floor and the bell is the door, come in
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Saw each other's bones
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We twist our souls, we go from guest to guest
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Are you sick? |
Well, okay, come on
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Everything as it is, without goodness, not out of malice
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We wash, we saw each other's bones
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We twist our souls, we go from guest to guest
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Are you sick? |
Well, okay, come on
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Everything as it is, without goodness, not out of malice
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Without good, not out of malice
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Everything is as it is, come visit
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Appreciate friends |