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There's no one there ended in the summer ,
And in the boat almost knee-deep water.
And the boatman paddles carried away before dawn,
And the rain , and the sky again no stars.

It's all you , it's you !
It's all you , it's you !

I returned to the city , a strange and forgotten
Everywhere fires and night positions ,
My city was occupied , all locks are broken,
And reset flags, and temples are empty.

It's all you , it's you !
It's all you , it's you !

And there was no point sitting in this stench ,
And to drink , and to mourn someone's dreams.
And the priest dressed in plain clothes ridiculous
Whispered ukazuya finger on the cross:

& quot; You just think , why do you ?
For so be gone , and will not pass a mile ! & Quot;
I went out in search of summer
I knew that soon the bridges .

It's all you , it's you !
It's all you , it's you !

You - rain , You - the river , you - fire, you - comet
You - the sky over the world, you - these flowers .
You are here, you are with me , you out of town somewhere ,
And whatever happens to me - it's you ...

That's all you !