Andy
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Miyagi
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HAJIME
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The weight of this idea is inconceivable
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Who so carelessly destroyed
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And a pile of the right
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Together with him words-parasites
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Shot in the dark, deaf, pitch
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I wanted to press "stop" here
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But this is not a movie for you.
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From time immemorial, peace of the gods
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was impossible at all
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A tidbit was exchanged for a piece of the soul
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I saw the light here: After all, someone is true
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And someone rubs for true, but does not take out
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If your thoughts are pure - you prove it
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What kind of people went and went?
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I vouch, it is necessary; |
would give you freedom
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Burn me at the stake
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And I will also live
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And enjoy the snow again
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Expect only good news from you
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In a godforsaken metropolis
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I destroyed the stereotypes of stuffed people
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I prevented you from carefully destroying yourself
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What do you need the vibe of my dubious
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translation, translation
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Time ran away, ahead of him
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Without looking, I'll put things in order
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I thought and wondered if it was too much
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My wondrous utopia of a naive dreamer
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Like I'm like Bob, I'm like Bob
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Sunrise breaks through the window
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I'm a man, our people are together
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Lifestyle is everything
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My beat, my block is my everything
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Running out of time (running out of time)
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Favorite, god bless (favorite god bless)
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Giving everything we have (Giving everything we have)
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This is our honor (this is our honor)
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We stretch our hands to the sun (we stretch our hands to the sun)
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To the yellow stranger (to the yellow stranger)
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People fly there (people fly there)
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Nobody will forget you (no one will forget you)
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O
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Small and bright lights and I'm stuck
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In front of us, the stars are pinning, look
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Let off the steam, if you want - let out the smoke
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Our tears are water, our days are a movie
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Evil is karma, don't come visit
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Rain outside the window, all year round autumn
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Day after day (day after day)
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Utopia and me (Utopia and me)
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In a godforsaken metropolis
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I destroyed the stereotypes of stuffed people
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I prevented you from carefully destroying yourself
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What do you need the vibe of my dubious
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translation, translation
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Time ran away, ahead of him
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Without looking, I'll put things in order
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I thought and wondered if it was too much
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My wondrous utopia of a naive dreamer
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Like I'm like Bob, I'm like Bob |