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There are so many thoughts in my head ... I sometimes even think that I don’t have enough words to pour all my pain.
And these white sheets hide from others, something sacred that they usually write in diaries.
And God grant us, someday to see in reality, this distant dream, for which I live,
For the sake of whom and with whom I have this conversation and with that, I am passing against the mountains and walls.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Control is lost and again the poison in the blood, and again the rage grows.
And as if he is not his own and as if everything were someone else's, the sun, I'm sorry, but today the cold of the moon is with me.
And in this chill trembling inaudibly it dripped, and I went to the wet one where you are waiting for me.
And I will come with victory after fire, water and copper, maybe then I will write my track the last.

This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
No, no, this track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!

It is probably good that he did not bent in the gateway or in the shabby entrances, which is in the house opposite.
What I did not look for a muse in a glass when it was difficult and, to fill it, I did not ask for coins from passers -by.
Do you remember how many times I wanted to quit all this? As people like to say, I will start with scratch.
But when there are sheets at home, and outside my autumn window, I again wrote what the souls of the string hurt about.
I remember the sages that they looked at me, the point of doing what you need to take on?
And only now I regret that then there were stingy, all of them realized that they were stupid.
Now I am not alone, but we all have one idea and we are sailing up, breaking away from the bottom.
Let our first joint track be the last for us, we will listen to it later, when the gray hair breaks through.

This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
No, no, this track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!

Sometimes in front of me there are a wall of doubt that this is all temporary, that opinions are stronger than me.
Maybe we should not look for salvation in these moments, maybe you should change everything.
Maybe all this is not mine, maybe he turned off the wrong place or went there at all.
When I am elastic for the ceiling, and what will happen, what will happen if this show is suddenly over.
But when I look in the eyes of the brothers, I understand: nothing will extinguish this flame.
It has burned and will always glow when we were anyone, and when we will become someone.
We do not change the flag, Moscow, the northwest, tomorrow it will definitely check everything for strength,
What is in us. But for us there is no way back and therefore I know for sure that ...

This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
No, no, this track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!
This track is not the last! No, no, this track is not the last!