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На фоне портретов политбюро. 2001. Казахстан.

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Fifteen Feet Of Pure White Snow
"Пятнадцать Футов Чистого Белого Снега":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4sfhvxTZ0wo&index=2&list=RDlDpnjE1LUvE

Танцы покойников среди покойников. Под 15 футами чистого белого снега. Русского снега.

Where is Mona?
She's long gone
Where is Mary?
She's taken her along
But they haven't put their mittens on
And there's fifteen feet of pure white snow?

Where is Michael?
Where is Mark?
Where is Mathew
Now it's getting dark?
Where is John? They are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Would you please put down that telephone
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow

I waved to my neighbour
My neighbour waved to me
But my neighbour
Is my enemy
I kept waving my arms
Till I could not see
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Is anybody
Out there please?
It's too quiet in here
And I'm beginning to freeze
I've got icicles hanging
From my knees
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Is there anybody here who feels this low?
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow

Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord

Doctor, Doctor
I'm going mad
This is the worst day
I've ever had
I can't remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord ....
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord...
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord ...
Oh my Lord Oh my Lord ...
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself!
Save Yourself! Help Yourself...

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