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( T e n n a n t / L o w e)

                        When I realised what they were singing about... I almost cried!
They, representatives of the bourgeois society, as we would have said
years ago, singing of Russia... its ways...
and more importantly -- its people.

Why, how come they care for us??
But they do... or seem to...
Now, you can't but fall in love with them, even just for that, can you? *smile*

Read through this song carefully please... it shows unique understanding
of common Russian people... understanding from the inside, I should say.

Amazing, truly amazing!

See also "My October Symphony"

                (Everybody E-E-Everybody
Everybody E-E-Everybody
Everybody E-E-Everybody
Everybody jump to attention...)

Each morning after Sunblest
Feel the benefit, mental arithmetic
I waited by the staffroom
In time for benediction
     Living a law just short of delusion
     When we fall in love there's confusion
     This must be the place I waited years to leave

To our voices nobody's listening
We shiver in the rain by the touchline
Then a coach ride to the station
"My lord, the carriage awaiteth!"
     Living a law just short of delusion
     When we fall in love there's confusion
     This must be the place I waited years to leave
     This must be the place I waited years to leave
     And how
     How long?

I'm listening to the words I thought I'd never hear again
A litany of saints and other ordinary men
Kneeling on the parquet
Whatever has gone wrong?
The fear and feeling hopelessness
I don't want to belong

I dreamt I was back in uniform
And a candidate for examination
History, someone had blundered
And a voice rapped "knuckle under!"
     Living a law just short of delusion
     When we fall in love there's confusion
     This must be the place I waited years to leave
     This must be the place I waited years to leave
     And how
     And how
     How long?

(Trebuet nash narod odnogo)
     [Our people demand only...]

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