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Girlfriends fly
Fly abroad
Most beautiful
Fly, fly, fly
And when you don't let them go
Clutching to the shoulder
They think this is poison

And our children got sick
Lost a dream
They changed the sun in the sky
On digital codes
Parents in hypnosis
They talk about the war
Latya their wounds
And counting the years

Girlfriends fly
Listen to them goodbye with his hand
Girlfriends fly
You know, they
Do not return home

I'm flying too
From nowhere to get nowhere
Nowhere and never
I haven't met the pier
Shouted, I called
But only who will hear me
Among the ruins
Where everyone is an artilleryman
Used to shoot a glass gaze
Now we stayed
One on one
With yourself
But sorry no one knows himself

Girlfriends fly
Listen to them goodbye with his hand
Girlfriends fly
You know, they
Do not return home