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We are forced to burn, throwing fireworks words
In broken on-third devices our goals.
From the mud of our desires into the world of sprouting flowers
Disappointments, buds of emptiness.
The future of children rests with a bayonet in the back.
We are building a house out of bones, blood turning to clay.
We are told: "You owe all your lives to the Motherland!",
But we are more than complicated, it seems.
We ourselves will survive, peregnoem in the memory of each other.
We will burn names on winds of the Crimean South.
We'll get over the tolerance break. Guess what
Black cannot be the opposite of white.
Words of gratitude for every brave heart,
Which will be more - and will now be able to love
And I know such hearts nobody will deceive!
And maybe the crumbs of love warmth spilled summer rain,
The fact that burned to the ground will rise up in it!
Flames within you and me. Our eyes are blinded by tears.
Hatred fire up the red stems.
The suns of our hearts are slowly being extinguished by sparks in the ashes.
Each of us is already dead, red stems are reaching up.
Always need other themselves by occupying.
Always something nice to do, we move
Towards Paradise through the hatred of the sea.
Not every one of us will be on the other side.
Not everyone can swim there,
Through a storm of their own destinies,
But it can be.
Flames within you and me. Our eyes are blinded by tears.
Hatred fire up the red stems.
The suns of our hearts are slowly being extinguished by sparks in the ashes.
Each of us is already dead, red stems are reaching up.
In broken on-third devices our goals.
From the mud of our desires into the world of sprouting flowers
Disappointments, buds of emptiness.
The future of children rests with a bayonet in the back.
We are building a house out of bones, blood turning to clay.
We are told: "You owe all your lives to the Motherland!",
But we are more than complicated, it seems.
We ourselves will survive, peregnoem in the memory of each other.
We will burn names on winds of the Crimean South.
We'll get over the tolerance break. Guess what
Black cannot be the opposite of white.
Words of gratitude for every brave heart,
Which will be more - and will now be able to love
And I know such hearts nobody will deceive!
And maybe the crumbs of love warmth spilled summer rain,
The fact that burned to the ground will rise up in it!
Flames within you and me. Our eyes are blinded by tears.
Hatred fire up the red stems.
The suns of our hearts are slowly being extinguished by sparks in the ashes.
Each of us is already dead, red stems are reaching up.
Always need other themselves by occupying.
Always something nice to do, we move
Towards Paradise through the hatred of the sea.
Not every one of us will be on the other side.
Not everyone can swim there,
Through a storm of their own destinies,
But it can be.
Flames within you and me. Our eyes are blinded by tears.
Hatred fire up the red stems.
The suns of our hearts are slowly being extinguished by sparks in the ashes.
Each of us is already dead, red stems are reaching up.
Song without words, night without sleep,
All in due time, winter and spring.
Each star has its own piece of sky,
Each sea rain Sip.
Place each Apple to fall,
Every thief has the opportunity to steal.
Every dog a stick and a bone,
And every wolf has teeth and anger.
Again, for Windows white day,
Day calls me to fight,
I feel it closing my eyes,
The whole world is at war with me.
If there is a herd, there is a shepherd,
If there is a body, there must be a spirit.
If there is a step, there must be a trail,
If there is darkness, there must be light.
Do you want to change this world,
Can you accept it as it is,
Stand up and step out of the line,
Sit on an electric chair or throne.
Again, for Windows white day,
Day calls me to fight,
I feel it closing my eyes,
The whole world is at war with me.
I won't give up without a fight
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I, I couldn't
Stop in right time, it's all
You are with me now and will be forever, it's late, don't go
Don't go away from me
I'll fill my glass, I'll fill your grass with wine
And if you want with mead
Who are you? You have taken my life
And haven't given it back
Who are you? You drank my blood out
And felt like a drunk one
Your eyes call and want me,
Lead me
Who are you? It doesn't matter who you are but
I won't give up without a fight
I won't give up without a fight
I, I couldn't
Stop me and you tonight
I howled so much today, I miss you
Miss you, dress something up
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