And now we have no things to lose.
The sun prevents to see the drops of faith.
Our splinter go through the Universe
And never they would come to base.
But we are so young and so strange,
By rails and seeing off for lots of years
The frozen water goes and strength it bears.
It goes trough Baltic countries large.
It mixed up with the blood and wine,
It cleans all black and white and red,
the pistol I got from my life
has only one the latest bullet...
By rails
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