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Suddenly the glass trembled, the sky suddenly became red,
TV screens flashed brightly and went out
Honestly drunk his half of the liter to the bottom,
The passenger is pressing on the buttons in the dark cockpit.

The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
All traffic jams in the house were knocked out.

Somewhere the wind walks, almost touching the sky,
Waves are raging in the sea, a sail whips in the sea.
Not distinguishing the cliffs right in front of him,
Stairs, streets, roofs, churches, gardens, stations.

The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
All traffic jams in the house were knocked out.

The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
All traffic jams in the house were knocked out.

Suddenly the glass trembled, the sky suddenly became red,
The television screens flashed brightly and went out,
The rain from the rain is wet, all turned black from moisture.
Suddenly life fit, all on a sheet of paper.

Suddenly life fit, all on a sheet of paper.
Suddenly life fit, all on a sheet of paper.

The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
The traffic jams in the house were knocked out,
All traffic jams in the house were knocked out.

All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...

All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...
All traffic jams in the house ...