vasiabratchuk - 1986 [verse] | Текст песни

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• vasiabratchuk
• 1986 [verse]

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Forget the remedies.
Nothing will cure you now, my dear.
And I try, I try and I try,
Though I know that the caesium clouds
Are much stronger than me.

And the leaves have turned red from the storm
Turning our dreams into ashes and dust,
And I cry, I cry and I cry,
But no one can hear the screams of our souls..