Наталья Колесниченко - Девочка с улицы Строителей
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She lived on the Street of the Builders thirty
Floor fourth, call three times
And the one who allowed himself to fall in love with her
I did not immediately depart from this
Did not swear obscenities, disappeared for society
I wrote poetry and shaved more often
And she sang everything about loneliness
Dreaming of retirement to read Ulysses
It was not pride and depressed
And what she herself did not really understand
Why did she hand over the sessions perfectly?
And James Fraser kept on a shelf
And not even in an excess of erudition
She loved apples and beer with pistachios
But only in the company by tradition
She was no longer offered moonshine from a flask
Well? Will you take a chance? Think twice!
Here no one pays insurance!
Why not try to be brave?
Look at what dress she is today!
On, drink her smile.
Give it to another, do not delay the container!
Although, perhaps, everything is not so unsteady
Only hands off her guitar!
She loved men
Not as a source of self -affirmation or income
But as people, although it can, however
This was part of her nature
She loved to be tender, a little strict
Knowing to make any trifle holiday.
But who walked without demand her road
Stumbled upon an exclamation mark
She fell in love often, always forever
Hating looking at the world from the tank
But she just did not know how to be careless
And open tin cans with a knife
Well? Who is next? Your turn!
Maybe today is lucky in roulette ...
Do you have a son or two daughters?
What is there? Again a tails on your coin?
And everything seemed so possible
No need to disturb the name in vain
She can be happy too
Maybe it still exists ...