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Instead of heat - green color of glass
Instead of fire - smoke
It's day taken from calendar grid
Red sun burns down all its self mass
The day with it burns out
Over the city shadow is fall
Changes - demand it our hearts
Changes - demand it our eyes
In our laughter and our tears,
And in throbbing of the veins
Changes! We are waiting for changes!
Electrical light continues our day
And the matchbox is empty all
But in the kitchen like flower burning blue gas
Tea on table, cigarettes in hand,
This scheme is simple right
And nothing else, everything is in us
We can't boast mind and the wisdom of eyes
And clever hand gestures
We don't need all this to understand each other
Tea on table, Cigarettes in hand,
And the circle so closes
And suddenly we are afraid to change something.
Changes now! - demand it our hearts
Changes - demand it our eyes
In our laughter and our tears,
And in throbbing of the veins
Changes! We are waiting for changes!