The deaf man heard the dumb one say
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That the blind saw how the lame ran.
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The mute said to the deaf - do you hear? |
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You are just like me, freak.
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You are my brother and friend, and with you we are higher
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All these healthy gentlemen.
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Although the Lord offended us, we breathe
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The same as any cattle
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And we know that everyone came out of there,
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Where will he go next.
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The deaf man answered him - O my brother!
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We are on the right track.
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After all, pitchforks write the truth on the water,
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You just need to enter into it.
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The bitterness of earthly suffering is sweeter,
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Than this false sin
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Let's go along the road
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We are not the most miserable of all!
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And then the former intervened in the conversation
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Close at the same time, the blind
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I saw the shots in the sky write
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About the One who is always alive,
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Birds are burning, flying higher
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Wings grab the gas
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I understand more Nietzsche
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And my place is among you!
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Let's walk the earth and tell
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Everything we understand here is
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The legless man cried out, having gone into a rage
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Knowledge of antithesis -
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I will tap dance and everyone
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For this he will give us food and drink,
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And it will not interfere with us, such importance, -
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The fact that the prosthesis is broken!
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And the crazy one stuck in the conversation - I'm with you
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I will go everywhere in delirium!
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You need advice and my support,
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And the Holy Spirit speaks to me,
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I mislead women
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Drunken flies dancing
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The soup in my pot is peppered,
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But one I'll do for two.
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They, hooked on their elbows, took off,
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Not knowing yet where
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Not knowing what is below them at gunpoint
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Kept from the courtroom
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Not knowing that the dead is inseparable from the living,
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And the living must always -
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In their artel damaged throughout
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Partially recruited Adam.
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They did not hear the shot from below,
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What beats on everyone who could.
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They pushed their feet on the heights,
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They fought with the crown of the head in smog,
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The blow cured them all of life,
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Breath went over the threshold
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Their flesh shattered into rags with a whistle,
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God was revealed in their eyes.
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And on the day when they fell in suspension
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To the mortal and sinful world
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Didn't receive much notice
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Didn't have any special features
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They drank, ate and sang songs,
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They saved, were born, fought,
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Only someone inadvertently looked at the month
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And looked down again. |