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And here is ivanovich
In his rocket ship
Spinning helplessly
Up above the earth
While his heart is splintered
All the girls of winter
Are buried in their coats anonymous
While winter girls are waiting
Ivanovich in high rotation
He is just another star
Up in the sky
While the world was waiting
We’re overwhelmed by some sensation
Of something long ago and far away
Like general jackson’s arm
It’s buried on some farm
While the fever
Pushes words from his lips
And by the drunken river
Where the soldiers shiver
We rest beneath the shade of the trees.
While winter girls are saying
Each of us a tiny nation
You’re just another star
But so am i.
While the world was waiting
We’re overwhelmed by some sensation
Of something long ago and far away
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