Singer: Dylan PRIME
When I'm gone, the wind is blowing will not stop,
New sailing ships leave the Harbor.
Someone will remember, someone will spit out, someone will cry,
And not only for many people everything will be different.
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MegaMozg 01-07-2018 / 20:10
When I go and empty room,
The ink leaves on the lips I said,
What will happen with us who are here looking.
Glue poems like origami and throw in the drawer.
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MegaMozg 01-07-2018 / 20:09
My home is the Soviet Union, to each and all.
Russia, Ukraine, Belarus, USSR.
I swear to you - we are together about football.
After all, there is someone profitable, so we played solo.
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MegaMozg 01-07-2018 / 20:06
It is not the States where everything is decided by the lawyers.
Slavic soul in the heart of Russia.
Moscow, thank you for teaching me to be strong.
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MegaMozg 02-03-2017 / 14:59
