Ольга Афраймович - Золотой волос
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So it comes time to shoot the seal
The sun is dead in your arms
Low in a sparkling voice
Tear out golden hair

Dreams clashed in the epicenter of the body
an apple rolled to the moon
Insomnia has two speech
Stay at the intersection

The sun hid behind quotes
And the double ran away for matches
We will endure the wolf time until the morning
Wait for the chin of grapes

This is mine for the outgrowth of ovin loss
my no touched grapes
my crusade step for the double
My penalty answer is

Highness of shadows in anticipation of blue
My body is tired of being a battlefield
But who wants to sing "Ela Don Ara"
he is ready to appreciate the beauty of the blow

"Seir Serus de Nosostra" and burning air
These nights are sharp like a heavenly ray
In the darkness behind the veins, prisoners were revealed
bare heartbeat

Staging on strangers "you"
Doors and rooms
refracted by each of those mirrors
A new meeting is waiting for the pupil around the corner

Anything will do for a flash
except the faith of raw gunpowder
you see the walls are already wounded
The bare side of my outskirts

there is nothing more to take out coal clean
Close your button furnaces
Sleep of inequality is more than other shackles
pounded for my relegers

Who else will complete the fall
from a ghost city
Who will destroy the house will take the children
the easiest death of all deaths

The revived sun goes to growth
Three hair will fall on the platform
With a pure ringing of the released barriers
Sunny grapes will play