Текст песни Визбор - Нет мудрее и прекрасней ...

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No wise and wonderful remedy for anxiety ,
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What a night song tires.
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Long long gray thread worn roads
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Darn wounded soul.

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Pr : Do not believe the separation old , their circle, a dream , really .
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    Come other times , my friend, you believe in the way!
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    No end of the road there but its outcome ,
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    The roads are difficult, but worse without roads.

That will hang over the motor early star
That on the glass falls upon rain .
On the road there are two of your track
So do not you live without a trace .

Bud someone's cigarette - stop signal in the nights.
Someone also believes in the way.
Stranger , stranger , hello and good-bye .
You can only lights blink .

At the two ends of the road is , but do not lie to yourself -
We can not be a way back .
Thank God , my druzhesche , we have enemies -
So there probably and friends .