| According to the shorn head, according to the fate of the seated again,
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| March ran like a ray, taking love out of the heart,
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| But the share of the cross - not a new sadness presses,
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| And with free thoughts, the body waits under the towers.
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| Chorus:
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| I remember you by heart
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| Though a raven draws a circle in the sky,
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| Let me not return soon
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| In the burns of Vorkuta blizzards,
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| Separation of our evil pain,
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| It will slash at the heart with a wound,
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| With a simple prayer to the Lord,
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| She will ever leave.
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| Only memories, days are waning here,
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| They have the bitterness of farewell, if you can't, don't wait,
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| And on a March evening, just like then,
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| The term that fell on my shoulders separated us for years.
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| Chorus:
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| I remember you by heart
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| Though a raven draws a circle in the sky,
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| Let me not return soon
|
| In the burns of Vorkuta blizzards,
|
| Separation of our evil pain,
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| It will slash at the heart with a wound,
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| With a simple prayer to the Lord,
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| She will ever leave.
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| Life is a deep wound, a cruel reality beats,
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| According to the head sheared, according to the fate of the seated flight.
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| Taking, with a death grip, greedy sadness,
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| Here I will stealthily remember you by heart.
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| Chorus:
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| I remember you by heart
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| Though a raven draws a circle in the sky,
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| Let me not return soon
|
| In the burns of Vorkuta blizzards,
|
| Separation of our evil pain,
|
| It will slash at the heart with a wound,
|
| With a simple prayer to the Lord,
|
| She will ever leave.
|
| I remember you by heart
|
| Though a raven draws a circle in the sky,
|
| Let me not return soon
|
| In the burns of Vorkuta blizzards,
|
| Separation of our evil pain,
|
| It will slash at the heart with a wound,
|
| With a simple prayer to the Lord,
|
| She will ever leave.
|
| I remember you by heart.
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| I remember you by heart.
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| I remember you by heart... |