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Here's a piece of truth for you.
I'm no angel, no demon.
I've taken on as much as I could
And climbed as high as I could.
I'm standing on someone,
Trampling on their honor.
And I'm singing loudly,
Choosing where to sit.
Someone is standing nearby,
Someone is above me.
The one who is above is silent,
Pressing down with their heels,
On my neck and chest.
And a noose on my legs
Prevents me from taking a breath.
But this is me!
I have more behind me,
And I'm a little higher.
My wallet seems thicker.
Lucky guy!
Everything is clear to me here.
There is a goal, and there are means.
There is the arrogance of energy,
And there are ties of kinship.
Everything is for the goal, forward!
We are like a whirlpool of waves,
A ray of hope leads
Us to the peak of our dream.
There is only one thing I don't understand:
Always and everywhere
I see dimly, but clearly.
He stands aside!
He doesn't participate in the race,
He has nothing behind him,
Except a cross, but it's thin.
What will anyone give for him?
In general, he's poor and only,
And there is only sadness in his eyes.
His eyelid trembles slightly
And I heard: "It's a pity."
I'm no angel, no demon.
I've taken on as much as I could
And climbed as high as I could.
I'm standing on someone,
Trampling on their honor.
And I'm singing loudly,
Choosing where to sit.
Someone is standing nearby,
Someone is above me.
The one who is above is silent,
Pressing down with their heels,
On my neck and chest.
And a noose on my legs
Prevents me from taking a breath.
But this is me!
I have more behind me,
And I'm a little higher.
My wallet seems thicker.
Lucky guy!
Everything is clear to me here.
There is a goal, and there are means.
There is the arrogance of energy,
And there are ties of kinship.
Everything is for the goal, forward!
We are like a whirlpool of waves,
A ray of hope leads
Us to the peak of our dream.
There is only one thing I don't understand:
Always and everywhere
I see dimly, but clearly.
He stands aside!
He doesn't participate in the race,
He has nothing behind him,
Except a cross, but it's thin.
What will anyone give for him?
In general, he's poor and only,
And there is only sadness in his eyes.
His eyelid trembles slightly
And I heard: "It's a pity."
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