Пропаганда - Семнадцать
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Seventeen hours waiting for darkness.
Seventeen minutes of silence after death.
Seventeen steps in the footsteps of emptiness.
Seventeen colors near the mourning tape.
Seventeen roads flowing into one.
Seventeen doors without keys and thresholds.
Seventeen crosses that in dew in the morning.
Seventeen raven peering the lid from the coffin.

Seventeen verses burned to the tla.
Seventeen desires disappear without pain.
Seventeen touch lips of forehead.
Seventeen handful of black dust on the will.
Seventeen centuries live this moment.
Seventeen friends will go to your land.
Seventeen gods endure the verdict.
Seventeen sins waiting for it.
Seventeen droplets of blood on the body.
Seventeen sighs before the last.
Seventeen salted tears will leave lips.
Seventeen prayers will not change anything.
Seventeen questions under the villages of Paradise.
Seventeen answers under the arms of hell.
Seventeen lights surround you.
Seventeen Wine of Saints Snowfall, Snowfall, Snowfall ...

Seventeenth number of the hospital chamber.
Seventeen weeks the transmitter beeps.
Seventeen doctors in white coats.
Seventeen worlds unfaught earlier.
Seventeen steps to the edge of the asphalt.
Seventeen notes of a farewell song.
Seventeen letters on the eve of a white wedding.
Seventeen cities under the same sky together.

Seventeen views in their own way different.
Seventeen votes in your subconscious.
Seventeen times someone called Angel named.
Seventeen winds carry silence.
Seventeen nights with the same light.
Seventeen drops of water lit.
Seventeen candles on a white tile.
Seventeen children do not know about it.
Seventeen embraces of the Bench Body.
Seventeen stones torn in the abyss.
Seventeen calls of telephone behind the curtain.
Seventeen you and me were together.
Seventeen toys stuffed with cotton.
Seventeen chocolate chocolates in his pocket.
Seventeen trees of the same green
As was once on May 17th.

Seventeen random passers-by.
Seventeen mirrors reflect fatigue.
In seventeen dreams, we were similar.
And now no one is left.
Seventeen notes in seventeen drawers.
Seventeen hands will be printed soon.
Seventeen frames from memories.
Seventeen years old for you.

Seventeen stars without you need me.
Seventeen books about you without a name.
Seventeen requests to see you.
Seventeen tickets on distant trains.
Seventeen diaries of one person.
Seventeen revolutions of the planet.
Seventeen snowflakes melting in the sun.
Seventeen years old and you no longer.
Seventeen sips of bitter air.
Seventeen last cigarette each.
Seventeen digit of your age.
Will remain eternal once started.
Seventeen digit of your age.
It will go into eternity having finished twice.
Seventeen digit of your age.
Seventeen...