Текст песни Кирилл - Девушка в белом сарафане

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While all of his privacy boiled down to fatigue in the fingers and pain in the mouth
Rubing the soul sweat towel sadness he desperately believed in her beauty

And washing the boundaries between happiness and pain he madly shouted to what is good
This world, filled with paints of life, forgetting that in his heart his sharp knife.

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Oh, sleeping pill lies!
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After all, the world is mercilened, insignificant and empty,
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But now he does not feel the cargo,
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He changes the quirks as dreams, calling them with his ...
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But he is a drug addict and drug him - this is a girl in a white sundress and only
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He will see her, he is ready to lose his entire planet his own, so that the soul to become, realizing that he would die soon ...

In the morning he touches the cheeks of his palm, understanding that now 3 days as Brit.
But not this face suddenly distorts him, turning consciousness into a strange hybrid.