And meeting in the crowd later,
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We don't even recognize each other.
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I should swim over your side,
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It's arrogant for you to put smiles up for sale.
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You said I'm in jail.
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It's hard to breathe behind bars of social framework.
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But the thirst for comfort will close you first,
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And you give out the cage for the necessary protection.
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In the morning, drunk, I go out into the yard -
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And I have a serious conversation with every tramp.
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And people fly by, philosophy
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Which I will never absorb.
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They sincerely lack this spark,
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And whatever you do, sticking wings on your back -
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Illusions melt at the end of spring;
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We were dirty, it seems, but somehow washed off by the rain -
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That I don't know you at all! |
It was just fun
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But still, Love is more than that.
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Our smoke settled on the ground... We are nothing to each other,
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And there are plenty of people like us here, don't be afraid.
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Chorus:
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Indifference - is it really all that's left of us?
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Maybe somewhere else there is at least a drop of love...
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We are not needed. |
Washes the shore with a cold wave,
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In order not to drown under salty water, run.
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Then I just disappear
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And you will scream: "Oh God!"
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It's a pity, but I saw where your God lives -
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He, in our case, will not be able to save the situation.
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Though His power is great,
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And many people all their lives just pull his sleeve
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For a light coin, never knowing
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What does our planet revolve around?
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Their fairy tales will melt, like yours -
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After the snow-covered white trail will become dry and clean.
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Cursing, you are looking for my edges; |
and I,
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I look inside you and don't see a single drop of meaning
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And where does the time go?
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We used to smile, but “Happiness” is called something completely different.
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Our star has gone out; |
to each other we are nobody,
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But it is unlikely that a great grief happened
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Chorus:
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Indifference - is it really all that's left of us?
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Maybe somewhere else there is at least a drop of love...
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We are not needed. |
Washes the shore with a cold wave,
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In order not to drown under salty water, run.
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Indifference - is it really all that's left of us?
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Maybe somewhere else there is at least a drop of love...
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We are not needed. |
Washes the shore with a cold wave,
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In order not to drown under salty water, run. |