One day you will forgive me everything
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At the junction of time, both the enemy and the friend will cool down
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The conscience will be blindingly clean
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Like after washing, when I walk in a sheet
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My words are woven into verses
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Suddenly become glorious, suddenly become understood
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Archives banned will be unbanned
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And you won't remember the fun without sadness
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I flew where the smoke flew
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Higher wanted, I see you
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And you don't hear me
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If it continues like this - be in trouble
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The knockout game has already begun, and how can we get out?
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Left porridge increased
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Will we really not see signs under the curtain?
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It's our duty
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You don't want to live yourself - that means I will live for you
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Already lowered their eyes, clogged up in shells,
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And the lips were covered with plaster
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You will call the prophet misguided
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And at the command of the authorities, you will tear it to shreds,
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And then to quotes
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And at the table talk about how you miss
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Small ones will unravel the bows,
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And the old man will oblige you without clinking glasses to forgive for everything
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Those who forgave for so will cry
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I will try not to forget and
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I'll give them everything I've got
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Mom didn't see me like this
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And I seemed to see
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Where the paths go is amazing
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Those who have always forgiven will be sad
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The rain will wash away the graffiti
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My notebooks will remain
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Mom didn't see me like this
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And I seemed to see
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Where the paths go is amazing
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When the nucleus separates
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I will see everything that I dream
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Everything that I dream
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I see everything that I dream
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When the nucleus separates
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I will see everything that I dream
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Everything that I dream
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I will see everything that I dream
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Do not hesitate on which photo came out more beautiful
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Relatives will pick up Ava on a better stone
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And there is no desire to see this, but
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I can see - I'll be needed when I don't give a shit myself
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Someone is loved for a place, loved for bashli (is it?)
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Someone is loved for the body, loved for the clothes (come on)
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If me - then, probably, for the soul on the open
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And the universe does not enter the crown of the head through the antenna
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Here she is, wound on the core, harmonious
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Subjects will be offered one day to clean themselves,
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And when I get enough sleep, I'm scared a little
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After all, they didn’t say where you can sleep later
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And only strive in what could not be in time
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Continuation of the ladies there to what I can’t do here (okay)
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I have the honor, you don't come with me
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Those who forgave for so will cry
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I will try not to forget and
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I'll give them everything I've got
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Mom didn't see me like this
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And I seemed to see
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Where the paths go is amazing
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Those who have always forgiven will be sad
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The rain will wash away the graffiti
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My notebooks will remain
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One day you will forgive me everything
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Mom didn't see me like this
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And I seemed to see
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Where the paths go is amazing |