Текст песни Марианна Плотникова - гранат

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"Do you eat eighteen, a darling?" -
Tetka laughs, risks trifle.
"This is dad."
joke. But still flattering.
Takes the surrender, goes slowly.
smiling wanna, neighbor on the stairs,
Cat on the windowsill.
In the left hand, the package: pasta, buckwheat,
Champagne and grenades.
In the right - a compressed children's handle.
"See what I bought, on!
Recent money spent. Well, not a fool?
The most wonderful fruit ... "

dull in the rooms, the sky is gloomy
Third shout on the third.
whispering: "I would still have a couple of hands -
And I'll do without a shoulder. "
And still smiles. In the spring, the roof is visible flowing ...
"Now we note with you, my fish is precious.
They say the book will be. Glad for me? My hands. hot?"

Familiar think that blissful,
Idotid rainbow.
But if they learn about verses,
Read, then certainly: "Well, it is necessary!"
And she: "What are you, it's from the early ..."
They say: "You are so wounded!
Do you probably have the whole soul in bruises? "
Replies: "No, no bruises real
Scarves, sleeves - hiding from prying eyes.
And the soul - what will be with it - it grows as the tail at the lizard.
rebel
everytime".