| Somewhere far beyond the sky a dove is hovering
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| The sun beats on his head and warms gently,
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| And I'm looking for your clothes with my hand
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| In a closet that became empty at the beginning of summer
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| The wind took you to your chambers
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| Over the distant rocks, by the river,
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| And I will not cling to the high mountains with my hand ...
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| I will not get hooked, because I am not a rival to the wind!
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| I am white as a sailboat and faithful as a dog,
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| But along the way I lost everything that I once carried
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| And now, when the palms are free from bags, -
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| I see a full-fledged drawing on my hands:
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| Losses were given to me for experience
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| Which I will definitely share.
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| Give yourself to your eyes and fresh faces
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| After all, there is nothing better than pure emotions and tears!
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| And I discovered the depths in myself
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| Which were not previously visible even through a telescope
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| I dug myself out of dust and sand
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| Do you want me to show you? |
| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| And my white city is crying today, -
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| I will not forget, beauty, your smell and taste...
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| My spring will be your luck
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| I am a scorpion and this song is the last bite
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| Leave without a trace - come back
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| I bite you carefully and gently
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| I go around the bans and break the rules
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| So that the sting does not penetrate deep and hurt
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| My love does not float away immediately
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| Let my battered ships raise their anchors;
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| I will call you the straits and the seas
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| Which cannot be found on the map and cannot be seen by the eye
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| Bless you water and sky
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| I will become your inspiration forbidden in secret
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| Remember, when the clock breaks and the timer starts, -
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Follow me
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| Somewhere far beyond the sky a dove is hovering
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| The sun beats on his head and warms him gently;
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| He hastily builds a house from branches
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| Protecting the most secret from the world with your work
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| I gave you two years of life
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| In which he honestly and from the heart shared himself
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| And, no matter how difficult it is, you hold on to it,
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| And I…
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| For you
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| I'm coming for you
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| For you
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| I'm coming for you |