Кончин - Сэр Андэ
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I did not understand what the dispute is
In vain friends you came-
There are only packs around
And there is nothing to discuss.

That they did not carry
Everything is easy to solve-
Long day, sleepy conversation
And ridiculous grace.

So creativity-
I have an empty number
Loneliness has fallen;
The door and the sky are sip
This is all I saw here
in a gang -crops, so as not to lose a spark
I took a ticket to Tasher.

So my entrance came out,
(here is my way out)
Here is my way out
All that was shit,
I am alone - Dartanyan.

You can throw my underpants -
I know the price
After all, any of my passage -
Just a cry of "love me."

I really want
To end the stench
Strange loneliness,
Fire crumpled pieces of paper
What is always missing
Me, on the 6th floor
I stand looking out -
That's it, now on Tasher.

From the "Three -Royal Moon"
To the moon like to the moon
And in Tasher sand.
Your empty number
Leave yourself
I have nothing to do with him.
Do not hold offenses and debts,
Just remember the tram.
Falled to the Russian Railways website,
Forgot about everything in the world
And took a ticket to Tasher