White:
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How much warmth, how much love, how much kindness
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And that's all, it breathes in me, I'm looking for ways to you and your voice
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It hurts, and if you know how much, and if it's in the fragments
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Kindly collect everything for us
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Ask the summer if the sky can save
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Let us give rain
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With the breath of the earth, so that the seeds germinate to the clouds
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Where is the sun, where am I, again dream of this sun, where am I
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And 99 problems, and you have to look along the way
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Something that will cover the pocket where there is a draft every morning
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Will fortune smile one day?
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She twirls her nose, everything is just like a fool familiar
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Around me is a city in which
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Something will change soon
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And among these spaces
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We are looking for the way to the doors and keys
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Leap over the wall of Babylon
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To easily get out again
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Away from home
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So give us a reason and a ticket for three
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(Chorus x2: Tyomcha)
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Mama War, she gave me
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Believe in good, only clouds
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Tomorrow the carnage will end
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Mom sing to us about the main thing
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Jekajio:
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Time is short, fate knocks you down, like in sambo
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This is eternal, with fortune tango, smoky tambour
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Take me beyond the horizon, to where there is freedom
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From Babylon away urgently, freeing from fetters and laws
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Express direct to the dream, three tickets, we will soon head towards the light
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I want to go up, I want to go up, what a pity that there are no stairs here
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Tell the rumor city the truth, briefly and only
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My God gives me strength, and enough to be able to put everything on the shelves
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And who's who! |
What's it like! |
In banknotes, is it a buzz?
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And as always, words in a notebook, it's time for us to take off
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Burn this pain to the ground, do not extinguish the fire, leave the ashes
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Drink to the bottom for those who are not with us, alas, they will raise a glass for us there
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(Chorus x2: Tyomcha)
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Mama War, she gave me
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Believe in good, only clouds
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Tomorrow the carnage will end
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Mom sing to us about the main thing |