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Stopal
And again the symptile snow.
For you
And for me - for everyone.
Besides all the sands of the desert
Do not recognize them his name
They burn under the sun in the furious
Burning, spit
And above us evil clouds
Cold is cool, cooler
And already as 2 weeks
Radio forecast - blizzards
Indeed...
Here again the snow is the snow.

For you, and for me - for everyone.
Only in outer space,
Black star constancy,
Where there is no snow and blizzards -
Cosmonauts flying
And we have both two weeks -
Do not climb out of bed
Kisses on the body
Tour the spring wanted
Indeed...
Here is the snow raslet
Snow raglet
Snow raglet

Only one who needs
North and South
The most seeming, disappearance
My friend is real
Will not see more snow -
He went on the sky yesterday,
There fell in love and stayed,
Werethod broke him ...
Snow was walking, he stopped
Begg in the window was broken
He cried, she laughed.
Smiling, smiling,
I said goodbye ...
And again the snow went

Mir has changed
And good!
The former world was too dirty,
Evil, blunt and monotonous,
Hypocritical and cynical,
Too gray and double
And now dirt imperceptible:
The world became white, the world became light,
Only nafig he surrendered to me,
Better than a friend left with me
I lost ...
Stopped running ...
Stopped ..
And again the symptile snow ...