Сергей Скачков - Романс
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Flows blood from large arena,
And the roar of the crowd as a war of hyen
Wide fear, bring the collapse ...
There is no power to resist
And the evil blade has already frozen
Over your head - the battle is over ...
This cruel novel
You wrote myself ...

Completely battle, pain remained ...

Does not destroy a stone
Kisses are a flame
Does not melt the ice
Without the sun, the sky ...
Our feelings of shackles
Strangle ready
Display me soon for the circle
Cruel flour.

Alarming day goes away
Giving dreams, giving birth to night.
Sadness comes. Musty sadness ...
And I am alone, and you are alone
And between us silence -
Carries its cargo, load errors ...
Sea of ​​deceased colors
Hundreds of not told words ...

Sadness comes, dumb sadness ...

Will not destroy the stone
Kisses are a flame
Does not melt the ice, without the sun, the sky ...
Our feelings of shackles
Strangle ready
Disquence me soon, soon for the circle ...

Will not destroy the stone
Kisses are a flame
Does not melt the ice, without the sun, the sky ...
Our senses of shackles
Strangle ready
Display me soon for the circle
Cruel flour.
Crucible flour!
Brutal Muk ...