Ти дикий тип feat. Abro - Зимняя
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Somewhere where she
Somewhere in the verses
Where the pale faces
Live on a convex parquet
Winter come with diseases
Summer blinds
Where someone writes with a warm hand
Not glass answers
Where are the lips
Warmer than dark blood
In the light of night faners
Slowing down seconds
I saw how strings to break in these eyes
But he did not know
How crazy this world
Everyone judges
Only on itself
It doesn't matter who, where and how
Who, how and where
Fate is changing
When the snow is pouring
And it is always present in it
Your secret
Thoughts about the past time are ruining plans
Perhaps this is right
Maybe it is necessary
To lose something
And then find the main thing
Somewhere inside yourself
And call it unique
Warm countries
Maybe our other aspects
They will let you know
Who is under solid skin
Someone always tried to be left alone
Scattering the particles
Like a sand clock
Looking forward
The glass gaze froze
He saw
That soon I will cool in the sands
But the predictor has long cooled down
And forgave everyone who was without strength
I let everyone go.