Requiem for spring Bashny.Net

< Leah Altukhova



He took himself black tea, latte ... I
We hid the parks, we were confused in the hours and dates,
He did not let go of my hand, even gear changes,
We had the good fortune to surrender ...
We deserve each other,
we were worth each other ...
we ran in circles,
we really were not afraid of failure ...

Me every day his location,
lost dream a reality, reputation ...
Bridge of light, the Dnieper, hands, lips ...
we really were worth each other ...
he suddenly became the best friend ...
we just could not leave ...

He listened to the house, I loved jazz,
We wound up the speed of summer trails,
He stroked my hair, I clawed his back,
we were one of a half,
and could not break this bond ...

We read in your eyes, what word ?,
we were related, having met almost ...
we boldly stepped into the abyss,
grappled at the extreme stage ...
for the happiness we seek to charge ...
He took himself black tea ...
I - latte ...
Such people give fate a time ...