| Everything will hurt, and the wise one says:
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| - Every fire will eventually burn out,
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| The wind will scatter the ashes without a trace.
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| But as long as the fire burns
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| Everyone keeps it in their own way.
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| If it's trouble and if it's cold.
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| Since the night is long, they barely burn
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| And save strength and firewood,
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| They don't make noise and spoil the forest in vain.
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| But sometimes there is suddenly an eccentric,
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| This weirdo will do everything wrong
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| And his bonfire will rise to heaven.
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| Chorus:
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| Not everything is settled yet
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| Not everything is allowed yet
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| Not all the colors of the day have gone out yet,
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| Still do not feel sorry for the fire - fate keeps me.
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| He was smarter, who saved his fire,
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| He could no longer warm others,
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| But he lived without loss until warm days.
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| And you were in such a hurry, you burned everything in an hour,
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| And an hour later the big fire went out,
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| But at this hour it became warmer for everyone.
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| Chorus:
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| Not everything is settled yet
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| Not everything is allowed yet
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| Not all the colors of the day have gone out yet,
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| Still do not feel sorry for the fire - fate keeps me.
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| Not everything is settled yet
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| Not everything is allowed yet
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| Not all the colors of the day have gone out yet,
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| Still do not feel sorry for the fire - fate keeps me. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Костёр , by - Пилот.