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Напудрив ноздри кокаином,
Я выхожу на променад,
И звезды светят мне красиво,
И симпатичен ад.

I`m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
Nearly reach the sky,
Then like my dreams
They fade and die.
Fortune`s always hiding,
I`ve looked everywhere,
I`m forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air.

There's a fragile tension,
That's keeping us going
It may not last forever,
But oh well it's blowing

There's something magical in the air
Something so tragic we had to care

There's a strange obsession,
That's drawing us nearer
We don't understand it
It never gets clearer

There's something mystical in our dreams
So simplistic it kicks and screams

All we will seem to reek on the edge of collapse
Nothing can keep us down

There's a dizzying feeling,
That's keeping us flying
Some glittering gauntlet
Without even trying

There's something radical in our hands
Nothing logical to our plans

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I'm a tree that grows hearts
One for each that you take
You're the intruder hand
I'm the branch that you break