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You're the last one left after this freedom
In those torn jeans on celestial expanses
You're the last one left after this freedom,
You still faithful to his ideas and fashion

And so you want to believe,
that it was not in vain
And you are so faithful to the idea that
You go to the end

Someone became a Buddhist monk,
Someone found a job.
Someone now the family and children -
Most other concerns.
After so many years of dead silence,
You kept everything
In what way are your trusted friends,
What was spilled wine.

And so you want to believe,
that it was not in vain
And you are so faithful to the idea that
You go to the end

(Putsenkovsky M.)