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t.A.T.u. - Waste Management Remixes - White Robe (Anair remix)
Waste Management Remixes
Disc 1
01. Time of the Moon (Jamcat Jr. remix)
02. Little People (Jamcat Jr. remix)
03. Time of the Moon (Zo-Ya and Weed remix)
04. Ne Zhaley (Korobki-mix) (Twenty Four remix)
05. Time of the Moon (dub remix)
06. Don't Regret (Schecter remix)
07. Time of the Moon (Baraka remix)
08. Time of the Moon (Alex Theory & Gaudi remix)
Disc 2
01. Ne Zhaley (Muravski remix)
02. White Robe (Anair remix)
03. Time of the Moon (Magø's Lunar Lander remix)
04. White Robe (Shinigami's Kitchen remix)
05. Chelovechki (Distorted remix)
06. Don't Regret (Adir remix)
07. Time of the Moon (Aimoon Psy-trance remix)
08. Time of the Moon, Beliy Plashik & Ne Zhaley (Chattanooga Ska Orchestra)
Five to seven

Five to seven

Five to seven

Feeling ugly, looking pretty (looking pretty)
Yellow ribbons, black graffiti (black graffiti)
Word is written, bond is broken (bond is broken)
No big secret left unspoken (left unspoken)

Sun is painted in the corner (in the corner)
But it's never getting warmer (getting warmer)
All the lies they keep on selling (keep on selling)
But you never check the spelling (spelling, spelling)

Flying bullets, hit the targets
Wings and haloes, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding, back to heaven

Flying bullets, hit the targets
Wings and haloes, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding, back to heaven

Time is running, we are sitting (we are sitting)
Back together, just for splitting (just for splitting)
You are crying in the corner (in the corner)
Always next and never former (never former)

Open up and let me hear it (let me hear it)
Former body, future spirit (future spirit)
Brain is useless, chair is rocking (chair is rocking)
Open doors for dead man walking (walking, walking)

Flying bullets, hit the targets
Wings and haloes, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding, back to heaven

Flying bullets, hit the targets
Wings and haloes, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding, back to heaven

Five to seven

Five to seven

Five to seven