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I (are) must go on standing,You can't break that which isn't yours I (are) must go on standing I'm not my own, It's not my choice Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood I (are) must go on standing,You can't break that which isn't yours I (are) must go on standing I'm not my own, It's not my choice Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood (x2)Fevrale dostat chernil i plakat,Pisat O Fevrale navsnryd,Poka grohochushaya slyakot Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit. (x2)Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood I (are) must go on standing,You can't break that which isn't yours I (are) must go on standing I'm not my own, It's not my choice I (are) must go on stan-stan-ding-dong You can't, can't break that, that Which isn't, isn't yours, yours (x2)I'm not, not my own, own It's not, not my choice, choice.
