remember a windy young man.
You’re going to have a smile on the sky,
Let us be carried away by the winds of space
Like a stroke of a pen, prayers, amen
Singing multi-voice minor..
To the sound of the surf, let’s dissolve there
And the drop on the sand with you is careless,
We won’t give love to the raging waves,
Capture and save it forever.
I want to be in pain with you.
I call you the wolf’s cry,
I’m flying through the stars!
My wings are breaking under the key
I want to be painful to you!
The current in the temples, it moans consciousness
Distraught- thirst – you!
That I’m in the world. I left him.
For you, she burned the bridges.
After a while I go by the smell,
I remember him to the smallest detail.
Through the thorns to a light rainbow,
I love my family.
I’ve squeezed my heart down to a drop.
Expectation.. Fingers in the blood!
So many years without you. barely survived,
Love has found you!
The captivity of Love.
She’s got pain without her.
The sweaty glass of the tram.
She’s got no one.
On the lips and love is inanimate.
She’s got Scream Without Her.
The gray city was covered with snow.
She’s got a mig without her.
One sigh, one step before the escape.
Hearts captive and tried to escape
When I knew the wings were burning.
But love does not kill, do not break
I understand – love does not run away.
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Let such love be mad,
But like a phoenix, she’s resurrected.
It leaked through a drop in their blood
And under the skin long sprouts.
Do you know I’ve been unconscionably missed?
You know I missed me shamelessly,
Wandered among the streets of old Arbat.
I’ve been thinking about you for a long time, and I’ve been waiting
The call is probably like a May roll.
Like lightning in the pouring rain.
Let him ring right into the soul!
In longing solitude, we wait
Armageddon, capable of destroying walls.
You know, I still loved
And reread the letter insanely often.
With puppy tenderness in his chest kept,
The remnants of half-life-high happiness.
You know, I’m lying to myself again.
And she’s a useless hope.
That you’d be back sometime in the morning,
When I kiss your clothes at night.
Vain love.
Did I say I pray for you?
Where do I take sincere feelings?
Lobzai’s mentally beautiful fas,
slightly touching the phrase artful.
Pen devilyour your mill
and breaking the lines at a crossroads,
in the captivity of magic hands…
Did I say that? It’s all nonsense! Please forget it!
Why do you need this sincerity of the pen?
You have dreams of cloudless dawns,
and I’ve been in the captivity of my sonnets for a long time.
You were held silent by answer,
Pinning your mad Fleur in the palm of your hand.
Get out! Your intimacy is like poison to me!
And I would have left the stage a long time ago,
but the charm of your thin vein
and a pulse, I’m going to be captivated.
You are the pain of my loss, my poison…
Vain Love – it’s all the fault
and I fell on my knees before her…
Mavi.
Let the note of a thin veil of love,
It touches the body with a marvelous veil.
From tender lips, long groans” Mavi!
Melts with a kiss of bright scarlet.
Making a brush in a prelude of ink,
The artist will draw an image of a cute one.
Pomegranate bracelet, painted in vinyl,
The wrists, neck, shoulders of the young Diva.
Strand, hair color and marvelous slender mill
There will be an image as if there is nowhere.
Ancient hall, melody, organ.
A miracle is born out of the watercolor of the senses!
I write the manuscript on light skin.
Why would I want heaven if you’re not here?
I’ve been measuring the star paths for hours.
Eating dampness time portrait
And the haze sways in the stalls.
Treat me with my tender sleep,
My heart is sad.
Let fate be separated from you,
No one can take away your love.
I’m not giving it up! She’s been with me for ages!
I write the manuscript on light skin.
Take a tear from my sad age,
No one can take away my love!
My dances are not for the weak.
My dances are not for the weak.
Are you ready to step with me in the captivity of my madness…?
Barefoot feet on a thin sharp edge
I have a compressed nerve spring…
To the groin. to the wheezing of getting stuck in the throat.
Don’t exhale, don’t get out, don’t run away.
Palm in the palm of the hand and lips to the lips. Dancing
Sticking