The time is coming for us on the heels, on the throat and on the tail,
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Take your belongings - they threw us, they threw a bone at us.
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Music plays hide-and-seek, water runs at full speed,
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The clock strikes in the face with the words "now" and "never".
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Mother Mother,
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What should I do in a foreign country,
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In an unknown war, on a dead horse to an illogical parish?
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Mom, mom, why am I outside all the time,
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Am I hobbling forward in this strange fuss on a broken metatarsus?
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We are all taught
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Take the gun and notebook
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I play on my nerves, but my soul dances, it's good to die!
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Bessamo mucho,
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Do not treat my no-mind, how not to lie:
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I'm a Chinese circus performer, I have a flare, I'm going to the parade,
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Someone is happy.
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The time is coming for us on the heels, on the throat and on the tail,
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Take your belongings - they threw us, they threw a bone at us.
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Hide-and-seek music plays, water runs into all the blades.
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The clock strikes in the face with the words "now" and "never".
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Mother Mother,
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And in the ranks, and in battle, and in paradise
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We will be taught to dance the pas de deux on the water and in free labor.
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ammagamma,
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I fly in a viscous environment,
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I don’t understand, am I in trouble or is it necessary, am I alive or where?
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Mother Mother,
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You know it hurts
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This is not suicide, as Heraclitus said: "Where there is good, there is evil."
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Amalgam,
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This mirror is scary to look at
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I accidentally warm, I was lucky to spite everyone,
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It's just all junk... |