All hoping and believing, still out of habit
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On the threshold of a snow-covered winter midnight.
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Suddenly the doors open, not like usual
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And no longer in a dream I will see your eyes and hear your voice.
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And falling to my knees, I will forget about pride and past quarrels
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And the cold blizzard will tell you the same thing
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I, as before, your prisoner, but there are fences between us
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Do not destroy forever, but in general it doesn’t matter to you.
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I, as before, your prisoner, but there are fences between us
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Do not destroy forever, but in general it doesn’t matter to you.
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Tonight we'll tell each other a lot
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And let the clothes dry on the hot fireplace
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And forgetting evil and swearing, let's hit a little
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And hiding a tear, finally, I find out everything about my son.
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And falling to my knees I will forget about pride and past quarrels
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And the cold blizzard will tell you the same thing
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As before, I am your prisoner, but there are fences between us.
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Do not destroy forever, but in general it doesn’t matter to you.
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I, as before, your prisoner, but there are fences between us
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Do not destroy forever, but you do not care.
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Phone call indifferent morning
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We will be called with you, through glass and frost
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And already in a different way, harsh and gloomy
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You will leave, but please, tell me again about your son.
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And falling to my knees, I will forget about pride and past quarrels
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And the cold blizzard will tell you the same thing
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As before, I am your prisoner, but there are fences between us.
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Do not destroy forever, but in general it doesn’t matter to you.
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I, as before, your prisoner, but there are fences between us
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Do not destroy forever, but in general it doesn’t matter to you. |