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I can't say with words
Why, words, they are empty ...
And do thoughts express?
Simple phrases from a lie.
As the ash from the fire flies,
Circling in the night air.
So our feelings are burning down.
On the heart of leaving the pain.
What did you want? What did I want?
What together? - unless you explain.
The soul seems empty
And the former world reeled.
Where were young, beautiful
And the days seemed like a fairy tale ...
Where we loved so much,
Giving each other vain dreams.
You can not weave a carpet of cobwebs
And our sand house is washed away by a wave ...
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Why, words, they are empty ...
And do thoughts express?
Simple phrases from a lie.
As the ash from the fire flies,
Circling in the night air.
So our feelings are burning down.
On the heart of leaving the pain.
What did you want? What did I want?
What together? - unless you explain.
The soul seems empty
And the former world reeled.
Where were young, beautiful
And the days seemed like a fairy tale ...
Where we loved so much,
Giving each other vain dreams.
You can not weave a carpet of cobwebs
And our sand house is washed away by a wave ...
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Again I go Va-Bank, I go again. Going to lose again.
The fate of the gap, fortune wheel, but I feel again no luck ...
Once again I put everything on the line, I often played roulette with myself
And let me be a slave, but the sky above his head is not traded on the golden cage
I lost in the dead end of illusions and was so tired of searching for love,
Wandering in the maze of dark streets, not seeing a ray of light ahead.
But I was looking for keeping hope in my soul, languishing in loneliness, sad,
When once in a gloomy, winter evening to me ...
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The fate of the gap, fortune wheel, but I feel again no luck ...
Once again I put everything on the line, I often played roulette with myself
And let me be a slave, but the sky above his head is not traded on the golden cage
I lost in the dead end of illusions and was so tired of searching for love,
Wandering in the maze of dark streets, not seeing a ray of light ahead.
But I was looking for keeping hope in my soul, languishing in loneliness, sad,
When once in a gloomy, winter evening to me ...
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Loneliness, loneliness ...
Inevitable revenge is visible
Maybe someone's prophecy came true?
Loneliness, here again ...
In this house, smelling of smoke
And in the nut, that under the window.
And in my bed, where at night
I forget anxious dream.
Like an alarm clock that can
Start and count the clock
And counts the minutes, seconds ...
Well, and I - loneliness days.
It was all. And love and suffering
There were torments and flames of fire.
Burning moment of waiting
Everything went and forever.
Whether envy or someone's prophecy
Or simply...
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Inevitable revenge is visible
Maybe someone's prophecy came true?
Loneliness, here again ...
In this house, smelling of smoke
And in the nut, that under the window.
And in my bed, where at night
I forget anxious dream.
Like an alarm clock that can
Start and count the clock
And counts the minutes, seconds ...
Well, and I - loneliness days.
It was all. And love and suffering
There were torments and flames of fire.
Burning moment of waiting
Everything went and forever.
Whether envy or someone's prophecy
Or simply...
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Oh! Damn, be careful? - I moaned irritably. Damn, I stole to read this ad. Curiosity killed the cat, as people say, and my indefatigable curiosity and thirst for new adventures brought this to them - oh. I do not like to get a haircut, fluffy and shaggy I like to walk much more. But no, I am lying here on my back, spreading my legs wide apart and scolding my husband for nothing. Her husband, of course, on the heroic torment of his wife according to FIG. He planted under my ...
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