Текст песни Н. Чердак - Считай что во мне нет божьей искры

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Let's continue to pretend
if we do not care.
Look how I'm going to change,
drink your wine
and other alcohol that burns the throat;
Keep people wag nerves
and smoking a cigarette a day.
It's late night,
but somewhere dawns ...
In the city of spring, the window April.

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I think that I have no divine spark.
I'll admit it and nod your head.
At the heart of winter in Moscow
realize that a foreign man
pats on the head and looks like a dance.
Today, all for him!
Let the health of kisses.
When asleep, otodvinu blanket so
not to hear,
lift the towel, not Naquin shoulders,
Make your way to the balcony brisk mouse.
Now would be a bit easier.