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I'm at 4 am in the room in smoke, in sweat
You at the airport, smoke, light ground
Then the eyes of Protra
I will understand that without your smile I like a corpse
Ask me how i'm here
I remember hair, hands, face, liter, vino
But without you at least perting
Mind in me more than pathos
And falling, I will not cry

Stand to the end, the technique of brother
I invite you to dance among acacias
Not bad, deftly go through my fingers
The dress appreciated you chic in chocolate with spikes
And I am a shaman who has enveloped secrets
Open heart for a moment
I go there with the first smoke penetrated

Throw out, burn, break all these verses
Fallen in the blood, what, alcohol oven?
And so far let God ask God
Never hear? Do not become adults

Katyush, do not collect love as a puzzle
And no matter how to lie in any of the phrases
I do not know how to say, but you have a prominent infection
And the fact that we are still not together is a case.