| U-u-u-u-u-u-u-u
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| U-u-u-u-u-u-u-u
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| I have seen a sea of such stories
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| I myself am a co-author of a bunch of such stories
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| Where soon fate loses three times
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| And soon you wander in an impenetrable corridor
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| Yes, only things do not happen without mistakes
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| Just a new enemy - a new bayonet or caliber
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| There is always a choice, it's not just either-or
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| A million options including goldfish
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| I saw it all: vanity, resentment
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| Royal pyramids with the gardens of Babylon
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| Mixed in the city with all the forgotten floors
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| Crushed by the impoverished life of the inhabitants of the orbit
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| It's true, the world is a lie
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| And you try to prove
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| I broke so much wood
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| How many have not been burned in Siberia,
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| But everything will go to pencils
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| Make a soul portrait
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| Know that everything can be changed
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| As long as you are alive
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| And let the storm tear the sails into rags
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| And let the chips from the mast fly into the water
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| And behind the black comes a blacker stripe
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| And so for the thousandth time in a row
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| There, in the distance, lighthouses are burning
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| There, far away, there is youth and life
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| If strength remains - you swim further
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| Don't give them a chance to cool off
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| We remember the verse about failure from childhood
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| When Tanya dropped a ball into the river, she sits crying
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| Just like a ball - we all jump tirelessly
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| We reflect in breaks - is this intended for us?
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| But one day we will get tired of the trials
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| Let's dust ourselves off, stand up, look closely into Tanya's eyes
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| And behind the smoke from the dreams burned to the ground
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| Let's see a lot of new and bright outlines
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| A little later on our easel we will draw them
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| No matter how the debts are, as a result of all the wanderings
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| Believe me, our feet touch the firmament
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| You can change everything except death
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| And let the storm roar, crazy
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| And let the waves crash into the board
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| We rule the ship smiling
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| In the distance we can already distinguish the port
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| And let the storm tear the sails into rags
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| And let the chips from the mast fly into the water
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| And behind the black comes a blacker stripe
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| And so for the thousandth time in a row
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| There, in the distance, lighthouses are burning
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| There, far away, there is youth and life
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| If strength remains - you swim further
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| Don't give them a chance to cool off
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| And let the storm tear the sails into rags
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| And let the chips from the mast fly into the water
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| And behind the black comes a blacker stripe
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| And so for the thousandth time in a row
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| There, in the distance, lighthouses are burning
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| There, far away, there is youth and life
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| If strength remains - you swim further
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| Don't give them a chance to cool off
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| There are reasons to live
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| Oh, don't give them a chance to cool off
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| Ay, don't give them a chance to cool down
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| No, don't give them a chance to cool off
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| There are reasons to live
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| Oh, don't give them a chance to cool off
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| Ay, don't give them a chance to cool down
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| No, don't give them a chance to cool off
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