| Green expanses, birds, mountains and lakes are sleeping, above me is a tent embroidered with stars.
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| But he does not sleep with me, and sings a song quietly, my most devoted friend -
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| night fire.
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| In a difficult hour and a happy moment, we are alive as a single sky, I am yours, my friend,
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| warm with breath.
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| Sparks fly away, melt, but the flame of our friendship burns and does not burn out for so long
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| years.
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| Chorus:
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| Burn, burn, burn, night fire, burn!
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| Your warmth, your goodness is indestructible.
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| Give, give, give, night fire, give
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| Memories of my beloved friends!
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| Dawns will flare up at dawn, the day will spill like the sea, the road will call me
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| far.
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| But on the way I will see again the fire of the night fire in the reflection of the mirror spring.
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| Chorus:
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| Burn, burn, burn
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| burn!
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| Your warmth, your goodness is indestructible.
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| Give, give, give, night fire, give
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| Memories of my beloved friends!
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| Burn, burn, burn, night fire, burn!
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| Your warmth, your goodness is indestructible.
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| Give, give, give, night fire, give
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| Memories of my beloved friends!
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| Burn, burn, burn, night fire, burn!
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| Your warmth, your goodness is indestructible.
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| Give, give, give, night fire, give
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| Memories of my beloved friends! |