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72 lines
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[Î-ó-î-ó-îîîîîî]
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[Verse 1]
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È âñ¸ íà÷àëîñü ñ òåõ íåîíîâûõ ëóæ,
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Ñðåäè íèõ ìû ñ òîáîé âìåñòå øëè íåñïåøà. [íåñïåøà]
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Âçãëÿäû ñêîëüçèëè ïîä òÿæåñòüþ òó÷,
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Ñòó÷àëè ñåðäöà â òàêò êàïåëü äîæäÿ [äîæäÿ]
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[Chorus]
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Íåîíîâûå ëóæè, êàê âîëøåáíûé ñâåò,
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Îíè âåäóò â íî÷è, êàê ìàãè÷åñêèé ñëåä.
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Ìû âäâîåì ïîãðóæàåìñÿ â ýòó ìå÷òó,
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Ñ íèìè íàì íèêîãäà íå ïîïàñòü â áåäó [áåäó]
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[Solo]
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[Î-ó-î-ó-îîîîîî]
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[Verse 2]
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 ãîðîäå ãäå-òî âñåãäà áûëà íî÷ü,
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È äîæäü ñòðóèëñÿ, ñëîâíî ñòèõèÿ ïå÷àëè.
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Íî ìû ñ òîáîé â íåîíîâûõ ëóæàõ íàøëè,
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Òî, ÷òî ðàíüøå íèêîãäà íå âñòðå÷àëè
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[Chorus]
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Íåîíîâûå ëóæè, êàê âîëøåáíûé ñâåò,
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Îíè âåäóò â íî÷è, êàê ìàãè÷åñêèé ñëåä.
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Ìû âäâîåì ïîãðóæàåìñÿ â ýòó ìå÷òó,
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Ñ íèìè íàì íèêîãäà íå ïîïàñòü â áåäó [áåäó]
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[Bridge]
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È êîãäà ìû îêàçàëèñü âäâîåì,
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Ñðåäè ýòîé íî÷íîé ãîðîäñêîé ñóåòû.
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Òîëüêî ëóæè óêàæóò íàì äîì.
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È ëþáîâüþ ê íèì íàøè ñåðäöà ñêðåïëåíû
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[Verse 1]
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In the glow of phosphorescent hues,
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A keyboard hums, a screen comes alive.
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ZX Spectrum, my digital muse,
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You swept me away on a pixelated drive.
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[Chorus]
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My love for you, oh ZX Spectrum,
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Eight bits of magic, a world to explore.
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You were more than a machine, you were my core.
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Loading tapes, anticipation immense,
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[Verse 2]
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Rubber keys, a symphony of clicks,
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Loading screens that tested my patience.
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Sinclair’s creation, a programmer’s fix,
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You sparked my imagination, my secret revelations.
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[Bridge]
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In BASIC code, I wrote my dreams,
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Sprites danced, and sound waves played.
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ZX Spectrum, you stitched reality’s seams,
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In your pixelated universe, my heart stayed.
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[Chorus]
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My love for you, oh ZX Spectrum,
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Eight bits of magic, a world to explore.
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Loading tapes, anticipation immense,
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You were more than a machine, you were my core.
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[Outro]
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Though time has passed, our bond remains,
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Nostalgia whispers through the static.
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ZX Spectrum, my eternal flame,
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Forever etched in my digital attic. |