Yes, I still rub the next crosses there,
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Yes, that's all, the same smoke in the chimney for halibuts.
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The same entrance and again, the same fifth,
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Mom catches, 6 in the morning I'm rumpled.
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You know, your son, you can be proud of him,
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When they sold it, he showed everyone the principle.
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The principle of not becoming a prince is to pour pepper,
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Be at least a Palestinian - speak from the heart.
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True, at least she cuts, she's the truth.
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Then proudly to the children: “Daddy was not a bastard,
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Papa fell painfully, papa was hurt,
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Papa did not become a reptile, he met salt with bread.
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solo? |
BUT? |
Sounds like salt.
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And I'll salt the shit, pour my soul with love.
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Any feeling will break you with your sorrow
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Your eloquence, you be a bitch role.
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Chorus:
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This country has lost its horizons
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Every second here is nonsense, every second here is a thief.
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I closed my eyes, I don't need a review,
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If there is a dispute, come to our yard.
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This country has lost its horizons
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Every second here is nonsense, every second here is a thief.
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I closed my eyes, I don't need a review,
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If there is a dispute, come to our yard.
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I saw a little, I think I lived a little,
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I'll shut up later, but for now I'll continue.
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Again the noise of the station, again the train,
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Well, what did the sky and one star think.
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Your spring is clean, your war is near.
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I paid in full, nothing to change.
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A-ah-ah-ah-ah? |
And what is that all?
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Or will it break and bring it in?
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Will carry under a hundred or fly two hundred,
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And it’s a long time to wait for what my uncle in the chair gives me.
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The country of insignificant pensions, the world of insignificant songs,
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Your delicious pressure, your words are mold.
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Ashamed? |
How long have you been talking about this.
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Serezha is an astronaut and a poet.
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And with a sing-song, meet me here at dawn,
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Under the ban, black will be a bright color.
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Chorus:
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This country has lost its horizons
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Every second here is nonsense, every second here is a thief.
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I closed my eyes, I don't need a review,
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If there is a dispute, come to our yard.
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This country has lost its horizons
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Every second here is nonsense, every second here is a thief.
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I closed my eyes, I don't need a review,
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If there is a dispute, come to our yard. |