Братья Мищуки - 20 лет прошло...
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Original poems by Bakhyt Kenzheev:

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Not killing, taught, not sleeping, not lying.
I have been distributing debts for a year
Yes, a longtime one has left -
Lollice city, raw snow.

What else in the evaporates of those times?
There was a student of a speech, not very smart,
He dressed up red to the carnival,
At the entrances, the young lady kissed.

Well -be -off in Rus'
Police at night to fly in a taxi.
Brakes - and your forehead is saddened in the glass,
And you wake up - suddenly twenty years have passed.

I then loved the speakers "no"
For a capricious look, beloved light,
Life woke up, knocking a nail,
Musical stall without a key.

I forgot what my friends were called,
The farmock has become, blisor,
Yes, and you are almost blinded, the soul
On trains of colds Melteisha.

I will include the glass, lean more closely.
Twenty years have passed, as if twenty days.
A wooden ladder - a mouse and a lie.
Involuntarily, you’ll sing tearful.

Separation is voted, the star is bitter.
I have long loved talking "yes"
Everything imagines-the heart through the distance and the ice
The bell tree will germinate.

And the debt remained, two sips,
And the note is wet short -
Darked in a bottle of sea water,
That water by sea in half with longing,

So that the dreams have their own parade,
Telephone tormenting the device,
To splash out more sweetly -
Unforgettable, apple, bulk ...