I love when there are two pieces of sugar in my tea
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When we went to PG we crossed two bridges
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And I won’t be able to convey it as it is for a reason
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The ice-hole of my thoughts has frozen, only spring will remove the ice
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Tu-tu-tu, pa-pa-pa, your "crew"
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What is this nonsense, I can't fucking understand
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Feed your ego, erase your heels, build the Moscow dream
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With each new sun, I am convinced that everything is not in vain
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I love it when there are two pieces of sugar in my tea and a lemon
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When we were driving to PG we crossed two bridges, I turn off the phone
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And I won’t be able to convey it as it is for a reason, and I’d better keep quiet
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The ice-hole of my thoughts has frozen, only spring will remove the ice, and I will fly again
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I will take off only in the spring
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I will take off only in the spring
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I will take off only in the spring
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I will take off only in the spring
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I love when there is no sugar in my tea at all
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When driving home crossed eyes, hello
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And I can’t convey how it was, don’t ask
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Go away, my friend, come back for a visit in a year
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I love it when there are two pieces of sugar in my tea and a lemon
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When we were driving to PG we crossed two bridges, I turn off the phone
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And I won’t be able to convey it as it is for a reason, and I’d better keep quiet
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The ice-hole of my thoughts has frozen, only spring will remove the ice, and I will fly again |