КоТ ШрёдингерА - Параллельные миры
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Parallel Worlds
Month as closed
The kings were joined
Sweet fused
And the last yellow leaf
That did not believe in autumn
The first snow enters

Creaking my door in the wind
As requiem us
Pour yes i leave
Hanging Sky
In the dark yes at random
Hung low
Sun black disk
Yes stars black list

And no excitement
Not a flight of thought
Earned Antishok
Music hungry
And only lack of money
From the loop saved
Yes body soul rushed

Creaking my door in the wind
As requiem us
Pour yes i leave
Hanging Sky
In the dark yes at random
Hung low
Sun black disk
Yes stars black list

But the whole garbage is before the lantern
By and large
And evergunimary spring
Outside the window to Europe
Again ride "with a bang"
Amanitors in beer
And Alzheimer in perspective