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I pass the baton
How I convey the Factinl
The angel believes in me and believes in my signs
Fists were broken even before the attack
Two stripes in life
Three stripes on the flag
I continue to loop around the ravines
Black ink scratching white paper
In one step before you
In the Repe I make turns showing the highest aerobatics
I take passengers for boarding
Wild pale
We go on stage like a hockey player on the ice
Like a football player on the field
People of Iron will
What he wrote and sick
With life and death is divided
Stakha in captivity
And what? And this?
Nervously smoking a cigarette
I know about her not by hearing out of secret
In the transition, buying a newspaper
What is the news today
And is it worth believe the authorities
What they carry
For theft, they also get to the court
There are such a dime a dozen
Transfer breathing
But it is written on the roads are walking bears
Wild hunger that made them leave the forest
To the show
He, like everyone wants to eat
And you think he pleases you
Collect things and press on the gas
Take your back green color, come on
What is written about the end of the world which was essentially not and there was no
Mine build a lot in the fly
Life or death will throw a coin
the rib dried and all from the beginning
The coffee of the smoke of the ring
I will continue to live for life I will fight
In the role of a fighter
Wiping sweat from the face with a palm
Well, the street
a string behind your shoulders that sometimes you have to stoop