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I love my life and place
that distract me from it
All those faces and those evenings
That all children will make their

Not shabby luxury goods
And it is not the years in their newfound
You understand that I am not your enemy
but alas, far from salvation
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In the morning, swinging a long time too many plans
gradually I fell behind a computer on the network to see the new video
Noggano like or caste began to appear frequently
And I'm glad that he was gunpowder

Couple vidyuhi here and about how smears from Splash
Talent competition is a core mountain Loic
Rubbish for Bobby pissing someone robs grandfather
So it does not matter as much direct strangle hurt

I went for a walk to gain air and sun
All rastrojstva sometimes dissolve
Dreams Come True on these streets fight and fall in love
How many beautiful women here

kids playing soccer kicking the ball taken off the field
Minor running plays every game as the last
Heap missed - home means not soon
Sushnyak bought cigarettes and left the change

and let me not see the video for new talent
Playing cards with the boys believe in Santa
I believe in good and even then I'd live to old age
and that is always good luck hand will lead me,

And I will lay your network is not a new track
I do not know that in the world there is somewhere a man
those who have not seen and never will see
and I know that sacrifice is not in vain
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I see when running home
When I see the house when the small familiar
Afraid of slipping or finger mess
There's no way I was brought up by his mother

With these thoughts in the park go to their
In the two and not through the window, and click one moment regret
Sometimes you do not think I'm where I'm doing here
Is it a good idea

already old open fewer new
or all bad either cool or still
And at dawn, already almost at home
Too bad no one now on the dinner will call us from the balcony

But nothing is not limited to the world of temptation beckons
liver, heart and says what echoes
And let it curve but it leads to where
not really die ...
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