In a place where they eat and drink
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They told me: "You will be killed"
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"Thanks. |
Bring a beer"
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In the window they are running somewhere hastily
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People - will not save
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Football under the ceiling, next table
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Second. |
Sugar. |
Ashtray. |
Two
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Passes a knife - faster than a blow
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Shooting like borscht stirs the bar
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They take me out - miraculously not killed
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They lay on the ground. |
Snow is piled on it
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Major? |
Are you a major?
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I am yours. |
Take me to you
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It's not worth working here
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people like vomit"
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Yes, it's my fault that the fire came down
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Yes, it was I who made the light fall out
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Yes, I'm the one to blame for what's happening
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Yes, it's me, it's me, including
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“I'm telling. |
Call nobody. |
There are a lot of us
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Like ants under a stone slab we lived for a long time
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Then it turned over, the sky is ours
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The sun beat down so that it became scary
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We slept where the stones were silent
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The window was opened, the shutters were dropped
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Summer was seen in the frozen river
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That's why I'm talking to you now
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Like a caress from parents back
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We took the heat from where it is hidden
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Was. |
Like snow and rain, not knowing the measure
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First came last, now first
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Among the same no one, people without a clan-tribe
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No tree in the window, no time
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Like an axis on a globe without south and north
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Like a trolleybus in space, like a comet in a room
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Like a network without connection to a server
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You will leave the forest, brother, you will sit in the car
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You won’t even throw branches at me, you’ll leave me here,
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And why? |
Yes, because I am nobody!
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You, yourself, him"
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Yes, it's my fault that the fire came
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Yes, it was I who made the light come on
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Yes, I'm the one to blame for what's happening
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Yes, it's me, it's me, including
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"Understandably. |
Who persuaded you to your activity?”
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“Howl of the wind. |
Dream that everything will change
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Spring, gone somewhere
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And the song of the unknown soldier
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Sunset noise and dashing whisper
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And smoke. |
And the first "DOOM"
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And how quiet it is at prayer"
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Major coughed
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My words resounded with some kind of wild laughter in his chest
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I don't know how, but somewhere I convinced him
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He sat down, swallowed saliva
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Cursed to the side somewhere
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And then he took - and did not kill
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Left to stand beside
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Autopilot I forward, and he back
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Went
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The day was going to sunset
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And a shovel in the snow
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Was lying around useless
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I’m walking, and I myself - as if I haven’t come to life yet
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And the forest does not seem to be awakened |