Курара - Не Мое Пальто
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I walked somehow with my daughter at night
Summer. The cricket is striking
Towards Felutich with the absorp
“Well, I ask,” you are going to the concert tomorrow?
Kurara, Sansara, other shit ""
“No,” he says, “this is not my coat” ”

This is not my coat

I walked somehow with my daughter in the evening
Winter. My daughter is being babbled
To meet Polly on the ambulance
““ Ah, ”I say,“ great, well!
What are the clubs today, what kind of cinema? ""
“No,” he says, “this is not my coat” ”

This is not my coat

I'm going to run out one morning
Spring, on the street of mud on the throat
To meet the Chikans at the pure
"Well, I ask, - I ask on pure?" "
"" It will be interesting to all of us in the next world with all our and not our songs.
And now it doesn’t matter under what you are, it is important now what place you are.
And so, on a sober head, of course, everything is by, to be honest. ""
I go out to the balcony yesterday
And there "these" "are sitting in a car with open doors,
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes shaking
And vipers, infection crawl out of the eyes, and they bite the dogs with dogs
And the fact that here is not my place, I have known for a long time

This is not my coat