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"Pages"

(music by V. Dyachkov, verses by V. Dyachkov/V. Legaev)

The third day is cold snow

Outside the window of the libraries.

A blizzard went out onto the road.

And run away again

So that they do not put the seal.

A statute of limitations, alas, I'm sick now ...

Chorus:

We go along the pages and lay down in a word

Not prayer, but obscenities for the end

Commas and dots interfere with going,

Under a tight binding, we are locked up.

But the pages turn yellow under the load of times

And the desire to leave does not leave my dream!

Close my book and put on the shelf,

Anyway, the continuation is still ahead.

A lot of phrases and a lot of lies

You flower in rye with a flower,

It is a pity that this is just a page of fate.

Well, and the next chapter -

You are nobody. And you are nowhere.

Only thoughts echoed in the distance!

Chorus.

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