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There is simply nothing to lose
All we will remember at the terrible court
This night lay like that pass
For which the fulfillment of hopes
Just lived lived in vain, not in vain
But do not you understand this salt?
You hear rains dripping in October,
You see an old house is standing in the middle of the forest We will flood the house with a stove,
We'll call the guitar from the wall,
There is simply nothing more to protect
After all, we have all the bridges burned
All bridges are all crossroads
All traces of secrecy in the night
Everyone did everything he could, everything he could
But we'll keep silent about this

And the moon will rise like a swollen candle
The shutters creak in the wind, in the wind,
Oh, how I love you hotly.
Years it will not erase, will not erase
And we will gather the remaining friends
And we'll stuff a potato with an old backpack
People will ask what kind of noise is this
And we'll just say so, just like that

It's just that it rains on the ground
And lost from the happiness of the keys
This is all of course to me, of course to me
But we will keep silent about this, keep quiet
Just lived lived in vain, not in vain
But do not you understand this salt?
You hear rains dripping in October,
You see an old house stands among the forests