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Плетнев Сергей
Don't even try explaining.
Don't bother saying words.
You won't see me complaining.
I'll be up-high like bird.

No judgement will be said,
No cursing is allowed.
I won't be feeling sad,
You hid me in the crowd.

I see the truth in you,
In all your words and moves.
So all the past is through,
No more I'm feeling blue.