рассел - романтика
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I won’t touch her
Let her be attractive
Not necessarily
But she would like
Romantics
Romantics

And decomposed into the grass
We drank this poison in vain
You’ll die, I’ll die
Black ribbons on the frames

And decomposed into the grass
Of the greenest shades
You live, I live

This idea
Not for the air
We preferred the classics
Read Shakespeare
Romantics
Romantics

And decomposed into the grass
We drank this poison in vain
You’ll die, I’ll die
Black ribbons on the frames

And decomposed into the grass
Of the greenest shades
You live, I live

Romantics
But she would like
Romantics

And decomposed into the grass
We drank this poison in vain
You’ll die, I I will die
Black ribbons on the frames

And decomposed into grass
The greenest shades
You live, I live

Romantics
Romantics