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Through the years of blue Again this queue To the fortress of noise Where the cry of the past Has not been heard Smiles and love, graves and blood From time to time everything repeats It was before and will be more But it’s no bigger than my thoughts. I’m so tired I live in someone else’s desires I want to finish things Before they make my grave My hands have turned yellow The light became a shadow The heavy red sky at night The last dream died #blueskel #данилкартун #психоделическийрок #музыка #changes
