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Just nothing to lose more
We will remember everything in the Last Judgment
This night passed like that pass
For which the fulfillment of hopes
Just lived in vain, not in vain
But this is not what you understand the salt
You hear the rains of October fall,
See the old house stands in the middle of the forests

And we will flood the stove in the house, in the house stove
And we will call the guitar from the wall,
We just have nothing more to protect,
After all, all the bridges are burned behind us.
All bridges are all crosses of roads,
All whispering secrets in the night
Everyone did everything he could, everything he could,
And we will be silent about this.

Let the moon rise a swollen candle,
The shutters creak in the wind, in the wind.
Ah, how I love you hotly,
Years will not erase this, they will not erase.
We will collect the remaining friends,
We will pour potatoes with an old backpack,
People will ask what kind of noise, what a din
And we will answer just like that, just like that

And just like that, rains in October go
And the keys are lost with happiness,
This is all of course to me, only to me,
But we will be engaged about this, we will be engaged
Just lived in vain, not in vain
But this is not what you understand the salt.
You hear the rains of October fall,
You see the old house stands in the middle of the forests ...