While not started jazz (BG)
In tram depot within five days and nights Ball
continues;
Laughing gas beats from kitchen taps.
Pensioners in trams talk about the star war.
Hold me, be with me.
Keep me while not started jazz.
Goodbye, friends, let's permute watch
for an hour;
In a town new walls, but pure snow;
We release the birds – this means century ended.
Hold me, be with me.
Keep me while not started jazz.
At night so many rules, but soon the dawn;
Plexus of branches – wings that keep us.
We are continuing to sing, not noticing that us already
there aren't.
Hold me, be with me.
Keep me while not started jazz...
Lead me to where will
begin jazz.
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