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Fairwell to Pripchat

アーティスト:John McDermott  アルバム:Old Friends 

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It was a friday in april 1986, The day that nightmare begun, When the dust it fell down on our buildings and streets, And entered our buildings at noon, Touched the grass and trees, bicycyles, cars Beds, books and picture frames too, We stood around helpless, confused, Nobody knew what to do. At two o'clock on sunday the buses arrived, A fleet of a thousand or more, We were ordered to be on our way, Not knowing what lay in store , Some of our citizens fled in dismay, And looked for a good place to hide, When four o'clock came and the last bus pulled out, T'was the day that our lively town died. (chorus) And the shirts, sheets and hankerchiefs cracks in the wind, On the window ledge the withering plants, And the ladas and volgas are parked by the door, And the bikes in it's usual stance. Our evergreen tree lies withered and drooped, They've poisoned our fertile land,


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