Текст песни candidate twist - bez otveta

The first evening
(Arthur Rimbaud)

She was scantily clad,
And the yard indiscreet elm
In the window knocked unanswered
Close to us, near to us.

On a high chair sat casually,
She intertwines the fingers,
And the thrill of gentle light legs
I saw all of a sudden, I saw all of a sudden.

And he saw how crazy and fragile
Ray is circling, circling moth
In her eyes, in her smile,
On the chest sits to her secretly.

Then on her ankle fine
I kiss imprinted,
In response, I laughed loudly,
And laughter was harsh and timid.

Fearful feet under shirt
Hid: "What do you call it?"
And if for their blunders
I wanted to laugh, to punish.

I stashed another trick:
Lips slightly touched the eyes;
Back threw her head:
"So, sir, it is better ... But now,

You tell me that it is necessary ... "
I kissed her breasts,
And I was quiet laughter award
Good I wanted the laugh ...

She was scantily clad,
And the yard indiscreet elm
In the window knocked unanswered
Close to us, near to us.

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