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And we don't dream about the rumble of the cosmodrome or this icy blue
We cook cherry jam without a stone in the basin
Here we, chny cold grandfather and darkness
We rejoice in the last , warm days of autumn
Cars were snowed in
Leaves were falling on dark pebbles
Today there is a disco in the jungle, today we will dance
Tanks explode in the dark
We only see what we want to see
The planes were driven into a hangar for technical inspection
The trees were dusted with snow. Road and forest
Ah, the clouds were beautiful