sailing
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Where is that lonely mermaid and there
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I saw how it burned down in the eyes
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Did you know what coral castles are at the bottom for?
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It's to save her, but
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The heart is still beating, although it has long been doomed
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And the whole ocean is in her hands, but for what
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She is little, little, little, there is nothing in this
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Nothing even a drop of native
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Disappointment is one and it is not given to swim
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And he will find his end in this, or in another
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Everywhere is a prison
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One and the same for her a palace or a madhouse
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And the painfully hated ocean
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And does not want to let go of longing
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Watching the sunset from the rocks
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And she believes that someday she will be thrown ashore
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If the sea worries once, then she still believes
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And the sea is worried for two, and the mermaid is still looking for her shore,
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But whatever you say, the sea is worried for three, and it doesn't matter who to be
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And born to crawl, swim, fly, spit
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Anyhow
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Teach me how to walk
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If the sea worries once, then she still believes
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And the sea is worried for two, and the mermaid is still looking for her shore,
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But whatever you say, the sea is worried for three, and it's so easy to forget
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That born to crawl, swim, fly, spit
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No way
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Can't walk
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Luck is a skill, and the captain in love and captivity
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Behind the wind rose, from huge shores to Okinawa
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And what do these secrets of the ocean hide
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And again lifting anchors
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And dreaming of conquering the seas
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That he left the water forever, I would say to everyone,
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And himself - to the bottom, (but)
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To the bottom to your mermaid,
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But he does not understand that even if he does die
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She dreams of conquering
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At least a meter of land
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And it is noticeable that this is the sea for her, well, nothing more than a cage
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And leave in the depths of the rest
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The bottom and in the depths are palaces and treasures
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That's it, the ocean is ready to forget (forget)
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Just learn to walk, huh?
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If the sea worries once, then she still believes
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And the sea is worried for two, and the mermaid is still looking for her shore,
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But whatever you say, the sea is worried for three, and it doesn't matter who to be
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And born to crawl, swim, fly, spit
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How to learn to walk
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If the sea worries once, then she still believes
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And the sea is worried for two, and the mermaid is still looking for her shore,
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But whatever you say, the sea is worried for three, and it's so easy to forget
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That born to crawl, swim, fly, spit
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Can't walk at all |