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45 lines
935 B
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Hope
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Shines unknown star,
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Again, we are cut off from the house,
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Again between us city
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Takeoff airfield lights.
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Here we have fog and rain,
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Here we have a cold dawn,
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Here on an unknown path
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Waiting for intricate plots.
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Chorus:
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Hope - my compass of the earth,
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And good luck - a reward for courage.
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A song - pretty one,
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Just to the house in it sang.
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You believe that there is a distance
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Much is lost sight of,
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Melt the storm clouds,
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Seem absurd insults ...
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You only need to learn to wait,
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We must be calm and stubborn
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So that sometimes get out of life
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Joy doling telegrams.
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Chorus.
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And you can not forget for still
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All that we once did not dopel
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Cute tired eyes
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Moscow blizzard blue ...
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Again between us city
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Life separates us as before.
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In the sky unknown star
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It shines like a monument of hope.
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Chorus:
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Hope - my compass of the earth,
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And good luck - a reward for courage.
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A song - pretty one,
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Just to the house in it sang. 1974 |