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Lie baby ... in this world, everything is so bad, to bastards.

So tired of abstruse and boring, bald speeches,

Someone zdohnet from "sip", while others - "to the bottom",

Someone in life rasprobuet and wine.

You're so strange against the background of these beautiful buildings

and facades of cheap apartments.

You still look at everything - like everything and everything "world peace»,

I look at you, and does not seem to me thirty and five hundred,

And as if long-lost I already own lot.

Lee, baby ... you in the morning is surprisingly good,

Not otherwise sewn pearls and fresh moss,

From natural, and this seems to be forever ...

Only me twenty-nine, and I count to a hundred.

One hundred lost lives, one of which - "my»

. Hundred loop of which could only tie the sky,

Without furious, without fire,

To the anger spilled through a thunderstorm and rain,

So you quietly watched his pupils into the night.

Lie baby ... take care of yourself, do not forget.

Do not get lost in the crowd by chance, finding your way.

Since I have found your, full tasted.

I do not even have enough drinking wine with me.