Re: Private detective. Ukraine. Sumy
When a snowstorm sweeps down the hill
And the wind pounds in the chest like a spring
The main thing is that someone walked,
And would fall in time with your feet
And in the same rhythm would go to the top.
My friend, we have endured so many thunderstorms,
We wandered together like mug
We had so much in life together
We tied to the roots of the hair
Are we now going to lose track?
Roads, trains and ships
We were thrown to different ends of the earth,
But on the roads of Mother Earth
The same devils carried us
And we did not go further from this.
And let the bonfire beckon us ahead
The one behind us is a hundred times more expensive.
He’s warm to me, I need him
Our tools have one system,
And the songs are remarkably similar.
And you, fate-villain, do not rush.
Your stupidities do not spoil our blood.
After all, to any of your peaks
Together we will climb.
And nothing, my friend, will stop us.
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