Куприянов - Осколки сна
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Oh, autumn spring
All that was, everything that is
Sleep fragments
All that was, everything that is
As if not with me

I stayed alive and stay with you,
And the soul flies into a dangerous turn
And slides along the edge right on the sunrise

There is only the facet of the silence of my war
Where my dreams are from the back of the moon
Where my life is on the sore string
There ...

Oh my line
On the arm draws the meaning of being
And when the rash comes the time
I will see how light flows from darkness

And the soul flies into a dangerous turn
And slides along the edge right on the sunrise

There is only the facet of the silence of my war
Where my dreams are from the back of the moon
Where my life is on a torn string grain
There there is only there