Моё Собачье Сердце - Реки
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Our cards are bits, our lands are all open
Seeing quietly to the bottom
The ocean will help and put his back
And show his black gut

And all rivers will come out of their shores
And the seas will cover the ground with white foam
And to us the sea is a native house, and we are knee -deep rivers to us
But something pulls, something pulls us to the bottom

Our happiness suddenly sinks overnight in life
But someone will not care, anyway
But one hope: our heart will accept gently
The ocean is black gut

And all rivers will come out of their shores
And the seas will cover the ground with white foam
And to us the sea is a native house, and we are knee -deep rivers to us
But something pulls, something pulls us to the bottom

And all rivers will come out of their shores
And the seas will cover the ground with white foam
And to us the sea is a native house, and we are knee -deep rivers to us
But something pulls, something pulls us to the bottom