Ансамбль Пятый Корпус - Шел-Упал
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Walked-up
I broke all my legs
Clapped, tired
He froze, fell asleep and lost himself,
Woke up in the morning and resurrected
for an hour,
And I remembered the name and number.
Lucky
but, by the way, anyway
Is it good evil
There is half a glass of sleep left.
Spring
a tear rolled on the glass,
creak,
He lost himself ...

Winter was walking
He hated winter
And in the houses
the neighbors blinded him,
but not warmed
And he wanted warmth
And burned to the ground
Poems and letters of friends.
Doesn't matter
They forgot about him for a long time
And the window
beckoned there,
Sometimes
So worried the veins
Open,
But then he met her ...