About the song: with the participation of Bulat, Dinais
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It is inherently unpredictable.
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You never know where you will find it, where you will lose it, where you will leave it.
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Who will you deceive for the purpose of personal comfort
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A century on your mistakes, or more stubborn
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Fear of the unknown holds hands tightly
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If you do not try to break forward - life will lead in a circle
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Like a tumbleweed, restless roam the world
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Give the right to immortality to those who believe in it
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As long as there is sky, pilots are born on earth
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To someone mines underfoot - the final worries
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And they scatter rockets, which means there is power
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As long as there is an abyss, someone is destined to fall
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A bolder step forward, sometimes it’s useful to ram the walls with your forehead
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Either you drive into the world, or you drive air into a vein,
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And in the future, your mistakes will set the price
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Either someone's life or your own body
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Chorus:
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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The earth will forgive and forget our vandalism |
All these pathetic attempts to undermine the barge of centuries
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Turn back time... thousands of epochs and everyone has one thing on their minds
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It's all about you and me
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The wild laughter of Atlantis, to the furious squeal
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The offspring of Hades is an ode to Themis
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Just to the beat of the piano keys
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It's time to parry your own attacks
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It's Time to Plan Your King's Transplant
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The time has come, or castling is a force of nature
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And the robot, or the board will turn over
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Took a big throne too
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Unable to manage like a computer - we are small mice
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In vain they got cartridges, neglected the forgiveness and memory of the earth
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Chorus:
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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It is difficult to change, especially for the better
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When everything in you is bubbling like a black crow
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When the enemy presses the surroundings of the biosphere
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And the old scheme knits legs on the way to change
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When there is darkness in the soul, and you are so used to this darkness
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That you hide with the skin of a vampire from a ray of sun in the window |
When, it seems, there is no faith at all, near old age
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And so youth is behind, and in every voice one hears
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Slush of unbearable sadness
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Multi-move, pseudo-iddylia on the ashes of the burnt essence
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Deception after deception, the skin of the soul hardened and became cold,
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But somewhere there is a truth that will make her free again
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Somewhere there is a light that heals wounds
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And kindness will overcome any pain, do you hear, friend?
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This light brings peace to our souls
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Outdated skin armor falls heavily into gray puddles
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Chorus:
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin!
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We will build a new world here and we will become different too,
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When under the gaze of the sun, we will grow new skin! |