I have a new way to Moscow
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Interest lies tambourine,
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Things to go to the cidor, to the station with the lads.
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Sentinel, breaking the belt,
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Somewhere between the fumbling train
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Yekaterinburg and Moscow.
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It's two o'clock here, and there is zero,
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A girl sits on the subway
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He closes his eyes wearily.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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Boiling water badyazhu tea,
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Inspiration-missing
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I raise from the third sip.
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No one in the compartment, which means
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In the vestibule, the lads are smoking,
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They called with them, for sure.
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It's two o'clock here, and there is zero,
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A girl sits on the subway
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He closes his eyes wearily.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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There is not the same alignment as at home,
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Only a few things are familiar
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Shilo accept everything on faith.
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Bucks under the feet lie down,
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Should we just bend down,
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Lokhovskoe happiness to raise.
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It's two o'clock here, and there is zero,
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A girl sits on the subway
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He closes his eyes wearily.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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That's all, hello, capital,
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Goodbye, conductor,
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Everyone climbs out, let's all Moscow.
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On the platform a cigarette,
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Three days on a ticket
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Move, brother, have time.
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It's two o'clock here, and there is zero,
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A girl sits on the subway
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He closes his eyes wearily.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals.
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And a Persian cat is waiting at home
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And with a soft paw washes his mouth,
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He washes up guests from the Urals. |