Fuck the server of the most popular youth site crashes
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The show will end
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Tired boys will lead their enthusiastic ladies home,
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Here, among the empty glasses and smoke, two will remain,
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Like the sun, like the sky, like the stars, yeah... ahh...
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What is it, brother? |
I remember this as the only time, why do we stare
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Paul, because I'm a non-traitor,
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What has become of our idea of sowing good? |
People are evil wolves, they are probably guilty
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in mat,
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They still don’t stupidly make friends with mathematics, you tell me it’s not kumar there,
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doesn't the bitch drive?
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We are not sick, so understand - our marathon sport, although this sport is probably
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will only cause a stupor,
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I didn’t want to stir up the old past in myself, I’m sorry that we are this segment
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lived differently
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I wiped my feet on the glamorous mover, because I am from the sides of the ra, as before,
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Do you remember we had a bench, a shell of beer, to slip past with a shaky gait
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dashing outfit,
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There is a warm camp on the bomber, Lyokha, Dima, Radik, Kirya are there, and here we are in Korolev
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minus,
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I'm already a meat, blue, then there were appointments, clinics, in short, nonsense, |
but now everyone is already swimming,
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I often miss you and under the major's feet we are still the same ice.
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Sometimes a tremulous heart pricks in the course, there are so many different things around us,
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but that's fucked up with him,
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Throwing a bell, I will be glad to you, I have not forgotten, I'm afraid of one thing, I won't become like
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was…
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Did I swim large or small here? |
Whether he swam along the very top or again rolled into
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this shit?
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No matter how much things happen around, I remember where and with whom I started...
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Sides of ra, ra-production, Arthur Scott, Loki-Dogi 2.0, like the sun, like the sky,
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like stars...
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Chorus:
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Why is it different? |
where does fate take us?
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Against all odds, I will remember how I met another me.
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And there will be spring, there will still be spring, it will lift that sleeping earth from its knees...
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You look at the bright sun through dark glasses,
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According to the new, everything will rush again, but we need to rush forward,
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After all, there will be spring, there will still be spring, the earth will finally wake up from sleep!
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What is it, brother? |
Who does how much? |
Who spends how much? |
Fast and white
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feeling and faith, what is missing?
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How many do you need? |
Are they really not enough in life, so that it does not seem |
that it is completely empty.
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I would change places with you, to know only what gnaws at you so much,
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you punish yourself...
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After all, we walked from the bottom, wrote the same signs, and for a long time moved what is now me
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moves,
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And the caravan is still moving, and the dogs are barking, but I already have a small one, you have a small one,
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Let's better get together on live, read, if they don't like these turbidity
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crazy high,
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How many climbed, they already saw everything, but here they sometimes push something anew,
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what do not you understand…
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And they get stuck between the flattery of the director's fate, weekdays fly past and unnoticed,
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And I specifically don’t want you to burn out, I don’t always, but whenever possible, keep myself,
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I believe in the best, now I absolutely believe, I see goals and see how my
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family,
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Sometimes it stings, but if only the heart is in the know, it doesn’t fire at my passing
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sadness
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I remember it, and I remember it's you with me, how Mike's last Mekto survived!
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Chorus:
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Why is it different? |
where does fate take us?
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Against all odds, I will remember how I met another me.
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And there will be spring, there will still be spring, it will lift that sleeping earth from its knees... |
You look at the bright sun through dark glasses,
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According to the new, everything will rush again, but we need to rush forward,
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After all, there will be spring, there will still be spring, the earth will finally wake up from sleep! |