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SING IT!

I walk along the Moscow streets you used to walk along with me
And every step I take reminds me of just how we used to be

Well, how can I forget, Vlad?
When there is always someone there to remind me
Always someone there to remind me

As Kherson falls I pass the refugees around me in the night
And I can’t help recalling how it felt to kiss and hold you tight

Well, how can I forget, Vlad?
When there is always someone there to remind me
Some Polish asshole there to remind me
I was born to love you and I will never be free
You’ll always be a part of me

If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share
Just come back to the places where we used to go like our beloved Red Square

Well, how can I forget, Vlad?
When there is always someone there to remind me
Always someone there to remind me

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