| The moonlight over the plain is scattered,
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| Not a village, not a fire in the distance.
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| I'm leaving for the North now
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| On the cold plains of the great ones,
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| In boundless distances beckoning,
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| Trains rumble at the junctions.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| Trains rumble at the junctions.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| I tell you, as my best friend,
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| I don't blame you at all:
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| Get together in a hurry.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| You do not want? |
| Well, you, by God! ..
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| The rails trembled quietly, ringing.
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| At least sit down with me on the road.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| At least sit down with me on the road.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| Maybe you will repent somewhere
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| In the middle of a distant day
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| Maybe you remember this:
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| "I'm in a hurry, excuse me."
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| Want to live your life first
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| Appreciating distances and winds...
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| That's all. |
| I'm calling you from the train station.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| That's all. |
| I'm calling you from the train station.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| Want to live your life first
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| Appreciating distances and winds...
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| That's all. |
| I'm calling you from the train station.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me.
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| I'm in a hurry, excuse me. |