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The Ballad of Dancing Bones

 

Kliment, Kliment just another drink! A toast for fun!
There's nothing else to do here but drink the midday sun
To the boys without their armour and the boys without a gun
Going out like fireflies to the sound of the drum

P R A V D A
Just close your eyes and drift away

And health, health to the first in line
And to hell with those who fall behind
A passing moment on a cold broken street
Pierced by the sound, the sound of the beat

 

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