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He sang, and the row of his flowed
Sadly like a black river.
Links, crumbled mirrors
On faces and glare.
And time swung head
Flying thoughtful owl
Above those who found some kind
Path in wise books.
Fire snuggles his mouth
Guitar dry berst
Flame, and in the smell of a fire
I heard screams ...

And the night smoothly went into the steppe.
His shadow went with her together
He himself let her go - then,
That used hands did not knit
Telling Necklace Amber
Glittered when the light of the lantern,
As if the dawn was booming for
The crushed hall.

He sang, as if a tear fell,
He sang like a step, and no trace,
He sang that nobody and never
The river did not hold.

Victim of Tales Ice ...

Movement from the brotherhood to kinship.
In the Fundament of Christ's christmas
Flowers and ruins of celebration
In the December fitness.
And notes agreed into one pattern,
And at midnight came the conductor,
And we all turned his eyes
And became obedient

He sang - we prayed for him,
He sang - we spoiled on him,
He sang and we didn't know anyone
Who was better him.

Victim of Tales Ice ...

Take off the fingers with swan strings,
All songs are diverged by the morning,
Row departs in the wind
And fades in dawn
Bodies braked in love
Varieties of precious from wines
Brubbed Serulyzoy Cherubim
Shoulder blows

Hey, you, delay the new year,
When specifying the reverse
He sang, jumped off the shore on the ice
And it became immellent ...