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Translation
A Walk
I'm holding your hand and everything blurs
Calm me down once again, I really like
How you look in this ridiculous hat
I suggest we neither hide nor be in hiding
According to filmmakers, we all are loaded to the matrix
Street lights are on, I'm holding your hand
Accidently the stars were falling into my empty pockets
Leaving some hope
My knees froze
You were happy and drunk
And something important was in-between
I'm holding your hand so they can't kidnap you
The enemies in Volgas* are hiding in the alleys
Maybe we can warm up in the phone boxes
This sad saga will never end
I need and I don't, you are my loneliness
I am not being dramatic, I am holding your hand
Accidently the stars were falling into my empty pockets
Leaving some hope
My knees froze
You were happy and drunk
And something important was in-between
Intentionally the stars were falling into my empty pockets
Leaving some hope
My knees froze
You were happy and drunk
And something important was in-between
Vit✕
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Comments
*Volga was a Soviet brand of cars that were mostly used by the government, including KGB. The association between this brand and KGB was so deeply engrained it fostered numerous urban legends about unknown men in black Volgas driving along the streets and kidnapping people, especially children.