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Not me to choose the depth of ...
< Felix Komarov
Not me to choose the depth,
In a tone of soul,
Open heart ... breathing
How, O Lord, life is good!
In my dive down
Can not hear the midnight breeze.
And attract the eye-pearl ...
At Moon ears like earrings.
I - the sea in myself I'm drowning
. With a finish war.
And the sky, the words on the spoon ...,
I wake up in the back and go to sleep.
Not me to choose the depth,
In a tone of soul,
Open heart ... breathing
How, O Lord, life is good!
In my dive down
Can not hear the midnight breeze.
And attract the eye-pearl ...
At Moon ears like earrings.
I - the sea in myself I'm drowning
. With a finish war.
And the sky, the words on the spoon ...,
I wake up in the back and go to sleep.
