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Òåìà: À âîò è àíãëèéñêèé âàðèàíò ïðîøëîé ïåñíè.
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Ìîñêâà ãèïñàí ìåëîäèìåéêåð 62-ãî, ïîþ åùå 
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Ñïàñèáî íàøåìó ãèòàðèñòó. Ïðàâäà äëèííàÿ ñöóêî ïîëó÷èëàñü.So far away I hear you say: "I'm sorry, I don't love you anyway" The pulse goes insane My heart's soaking pain I can feel my life fading (flashing) away Get away to some place where's nothing the same as in the universe that we used to share I'll be all alone The bird of my soul forever got stuck in this snare I'll lock it inside This secret of mine No-one will be able to pry I'll make my way through the lashes of truth through the thorns of the letters in "Goodbye" In bottomless lake I'll bury the plague that devours my hypothetical dreams Go on, tear away all the threads of my fate Don't treasure the ashes of our memories Silent night that falls down will cover a pawn that dreamed of becoming the queen Unpredictable life treats your (my) heart with a knife and with deep inexpressible spleen |
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ñ òâîèì ìåíòàëèòåòîì ãîâíîðîêåðà ýòî âñå òðóäíî ïîíÿòü (ñ) Çàêðåâñêèé
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