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Hi, it's me, everything is in order, he is alive healthy
Here turned out to be the moment, I decided to drain a couple of lines
Well, what do you usually say in such cases
In general, I am writing you a letter, I hope you get it

I'm here at all by chance, I'm going here at all
And if it were not absor, then this would not crawl
But here I stand at your entrance, I smoke, "Kent eight"
But I don’t smoke, to be honest

And, to be honest, I thought I would forget this address
After I then crossed out the cross on the cross
I wrote to you, but somehow I postponed all releases
But now I'm writing how Beethoven to Eliza

I know my font is bad, so I write so big
I hope you will break my handwriting when you read it in the morning
I hope you will understand at all, all this as you need
I hope no one will find me until the morning

I'll just sit a little under your balcony
Only a little under your balcony
I'll just sit a little under your balcony
Under your balcony

I heard you everything turned out
I hope it is, because it is life
The farther, cooler of her turns,
The floors go to the sky ...

And I have tour, clips, shows, you yourself saw everything yourself
Although I live at all like in these videos
Everything is as in the song "Quasimodo" from the last CD
After autopathi I like to stay alone

And of course not one, there were and were different
But, to be honest, the one like you - never
And therefore, probably, I'm under your balcony
I count the stars in the sky, as if I were a Tsiolkovsky

Smoke cigarettes prescribes lace
I hope the one who deserves you with you
I hope that I can say everything I wanted, sensible
I'll just sit a little under your balcony

One window burns all night under the roof itself
It's time to go, hence the look like Paris itself
0.5 to the bottom, I look into the soul of an apple potion
On the last letters, just remember: l u b and l y

I am sorting out old strings and chords
The campaign, it turned out, I'm not so proud
Although it is no longer important, in any way, exactly late
Perhaps I will draw a rose, point, signature

So, now it’s beautiful, you can go on the campaign
If only one star fell down until sunrise
I would have made a fart to Fart without words
But one fell, like, where the big bucket

Well, that's all, in general, forgive me
For the fact that I associated the story with your name
Good luck with everything
Okay ... I went ...