Look
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This is a whole generation
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It is supposed to be a seed
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To heaven sprouts
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to fly
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And come on, it's not easy
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We are building space
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And we launch rockets
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At the train station for the first time without my parents with my kyant
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I am fourteen, we are going to Minsk, here is the platform
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Five hours by train - that's the school of life for you
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Five hours in all, and I was standing at Dynamo
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I remember how the floodlight illuminated this large lawn
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We are at the national team for the first time and we are screaming madly
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Here's the answer, where did all this come from, here's the answer
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This is just a code, and this code is in each of us
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Just don't look for rocks underwater
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Understand that it is a seed
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It will fly to every house, every house
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And your district will no longer be the same as it was
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Forget it like a bad dream
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Changes seem to pour from a bucket onto an umbrella
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My style is as it was, all the same boots of truth
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Thank you, whoever is with me, and everyone else is welcome
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Look
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This is a whole generation
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It is supposed to be a seed
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To heaven sprouts
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to fly
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And come on, it's not easy
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We are building space
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And we launch rockets
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The moment is coming, and everyone will answer for their own
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Maybe you didn't know, but it was like that a long time ago
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I would say always as long as this world exists
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The moment is coming, and each of us will count our age
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I remember 2006 Yankee Dome Park
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Dashkevich on the megaphone, our hearts were burning
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Understand finally, you can hide it for a long time
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But the sprouts have already come up, so grab a shovel
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Just don't look for rocks underwater
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Understand that it is a seed
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It will rise, it will not be stopped
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It will live as long as we live
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We will cross the bridge
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But for now, we are putting ours
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This is our fate
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Thanks, you weren't asked
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We will pass through this forest
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And the dawn will meet us,
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And what did you want?
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Night turns into morning
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Look
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This is a whole generation
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It is supposed to be a seed
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To heaven sprouts
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to fly
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And come on, it's not easy
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We are building space
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And we launch rockets |