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All, all the actions and words
You will not believe just
Nearly succumbed, it was
Ready to forget about

All their accusations
All the bad line
Throw all the habits
Blank sheet and normally

I, I was right, of course rights
You never lied
Dot the places
I did not care for

All your reproaches
Our line of life
All your habits
This sheet was burned with a match

CHORUS:
Wind in your hair, on your lips
Only shade in the reflection of the day
Memory of their release or to forget everything
Be without you
Only the flame of dawn over my head
It reminds me that I'm still alive
And the wall between us, I destroyed fate
The last step, or an open

Time, the light went out in my chest
Two, instead of the darkness of the heart
Three, do not call for help
Five, I'm going to look

Stay somewhere behind you
Vzlyad, behind your back
The pain, the pain only remains
Our last fight

your accusations
burning down line
All hopes in tatters
What wonder, I know exactly