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came the hour,
when all the doors are open for us,
enough to believe.
at this hour
when all the doors are open for us,
enough to believe.

rounded spirals time,
acquiring deeds worthless ...
enough sleep Wednesday afternoon at the lecture,
I know nothing.
Nostradamus foresaw again
that astrologers in the magnifying glass to see,
that all hate each other,
a reason ...

maybe it's just nonsense ...
and whether to search for the answer when ...

everything will fall into place,
line up in the city line.
All of what I could only dream of
the real truth is that it is necessary to know ...

to the brim full of gunpowder,
March opened its under cloud
and rasstayal from small pleasures,
you do not sleep ...
rounded spirals time,
extinguishes the sun seas and palm trees.
Nostradamus foresaw again:
you fly ...

maybe it's just nonsense ...
and whether to search for the answer when ...

everything will fall into place,
line up in the city line.
All of what I could only dream of
the real truth is that it is necessary to know ...

came the hour,
when all the doors are open for us,
enough to believe.
at this hour
when all the doors are open for us,
enough to believe.