| Remember, the sky rang high,
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| And the depths of the seas were silent,
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| Sunny cancan, throwing off a sundress,
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| Drunk on Crimean wine.
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| Spinning along mountain serpentines,
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| With a breeze on the old Zhiguli,
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| Who would have known then, the cold will strike,
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| And love will freeze on zeros.
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| Chorus:
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| We couldn't waste the sky
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| And could not spend the sea,
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| Us every hour of a drunken summer
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| Answered with eternal winter.
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| Everything is zero, and sadness will roll in,
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| We stand over the abyss at the edge,
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| How could we spend love
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| I still don't understand.
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| I kiss your lips in a dream,
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| And I scream in pain at night,
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| Demons in the corners, the world in half,
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| Everything between us is zero.
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| Chorus:
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| We couldn't waste the sky
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| And could not spend the sea,
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| Us every hour of a drunken summer
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| Answered with eternal winter.
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| Everything is zero, and sadness will roll in,
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| We stand over the abyss at the edge,
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| How could we spend love
|
| I still don't understand.
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| We couldn't waste the sky
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| And could not spend the sea,
|
| Us every hour of a drunken summer
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| Answered with eternal winter.
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| Everything is zero, and sadness will roll in,
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| We stand over the abyss at the edge,
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| How could we spend love
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| I still don't understand. |