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Она смеётся всегда и шутит,
Она друзьями окружена...
Но разве знают все эти люди,
Как ночью плачет она одна...
Она играет в судьбу, как в карты,
Сегодня в плюсе, а завтра ноль.
Она не знает об этом завтра,
Она забыла к нему пароль.
Она гуляет в ночи, как кошка,
Так неприступна и так нежна.
Она ребенок в душе...немножко,
Но сколько боли хранит она...
Она красива, легка, волшебна,
Как много принцев её хотят...
Но непонятно им совершенно,
Какую тайну глаза хранят.
Она свободна, как ветер в поле,
Но ей свобода не по душе...
Ах, как бы сладко жилось в неволе,
Ей с тем, кто спрятан в её душе.
Она с улыбкой встречает утро,
Лишь ночью волю дает слезам.
Ей нужен кто-то, настолько мудрый,
Чтоб разгадать её по глазам...
She always laughs and jokes
She is surrounded by friends ...
But do all these people know
How she cries at night ...
She plays fate, like cards,
Today is in the plus, and tomorrow is zero.
She does not know about it tomorrow,
She forgot the password to him.
She walks in the night like a cat
So impregnable and so gentle.
She is a child in the shower ... a little
But how much pain does she keep ...
She is beautiful, light, magical,
How many princes want her ...
But it is not clear to them completely
What a secret of the eyes is stored.
She is free like the wind in the field
But she does not like freedom ...
Ah, as if sweetly lived in captivity,
She is hidden in her soul.
She meets the morning with a smile
Only at night gives the will to tears.
She needs someone, so wise,
To solve her through the eyes ...
She is surrounded by friends ...
But do all these people know
How she cries at night ...
She plays fate, like cards,
Today is in the plus, and tomorrow is zero.
She does not know about it tomorrow,
She forgot the password to him.
She walks in the night like a cat
So impregnable and so gentle.
She is a child in the shower ... a little
But how much pain does she keep ...
She is beautiful, light, magical,
How many princes want her ...
But it is not clear to them completely
What a secret of the eyes is stored.
She is free like the wind in the field
But she does not like freedom ...
Ah, as if sweetly lived in captivity,
She is hidden in her soul.
She meets the morning with a smile
Only at night gives the will to tears.
She needs someone, so wise,
To solve her through the eyes ...