7:03 Bashny.Net

< Azay



7:03 I go from Shulyavka to
Circus with a very intelligent face and silently into the void, everything is fine.
I have not been able to say goodbye to a logical end in his personal life.
7:08 I go not alone, but with the passers-by with a purse under his arm,
instead zdraste- look of distrust, and in the hand of an old book.
7:14 Quickly go, Drugstores, Eyewear & Pub,
I'm a spit discreetly, slowly dying.
7:17 Run, in the face of dust passing bystanders,
nowhere to go, what currently lie that can change?
Brakes, wild screeching and the headlights, I lie, I see my mother, compote and 19 May.
8:10 I was not exactly that I do not, I know.
7:03 A year later, I'm alone. I go on to Shulyavka Circus.
Meeting place me and for me, I came to say goodbye again.