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I will find my love
I will find my love

Maybe there's a line somewhere
Which is worth standing in for half a lifetime
To sign papers in neat handwriting
To pay fees for mistakes

Or maybe I should pray more often
Or at least just start praying
Maybe there's an award for this
That most people would only dream of

They say it's revealed in the cards
If you interpret them with great confidence
For me, it's all just cotton wool
Like the horoscopes they sang about

What's up with us, Scorpios and Aries
Can't they like Libras or something? Leos, Geminis, you know, it's all right with them
Virgos, Sagittarians, they've been attractive since school

I think she's hiding cleverly
Somewhere around the corner
Six months won't be enough, not even a year
To walk around half the city

Having asked a lot of people
It would seem a childish, but important question
Having shared only bitter experience
Having received the answer that it's never too late

Do you believe in love after love?
I analyze all the trends like a detective
In a room of scattered words
Remember or forget only the right ones

If she's lost, no big deal
It means you just weren't ready
You'll feel her later, sooner
But you'll find your love

I will find my love
She hides too confidently, I know
I will unravel all the mysteries
I will find my love
I heard it somewhere, but it's all strange
Does it heal or hurt?

I will find my love
Rain, snow, or slush, smooth
I move as if in a fog
I will find my love
I heard it somewhere, but it's all strange
Does it heal or hurt? I don't know

After cozy, cheerful hysterics
A chill blows, and you can't warm up
And in the summer, maybe they'll give you a gift for free
Threads for a hole in the heart

Without asking for a medical record
So from the heart, where, without a pulse
Suddenly A kiss will bring us back
Or rather, it will start us again

It was, what was it?
It's unlikely that a skilled writer could tell
When you're smiling contentedly all day
And in the evening, everything is tangential again

Your things are imbued with magic
How else could everything be enchanted? They will make us do wrong
They will make us feel false

We thought we were good
It's all partly relative
We are like words, thrown to the wind
If there's a war, there are no victors

Silence, apparently, from resentment
But what's under the ribs is invisible
Empty, every criticism is justified
If it's not about feelings

Doors slam like revolvers
I'm drifting somewhere under the influence
I remember your knees
I understand, again in vain

I turn off my hormones, like a robot
The algorithm is prescribed by the task
Failure, I have to start over
Get up, exhale, and keep searching

I will find my love
She hides too confidently, I know
I will unravel all the mysteries
I will find my love
I heard somewhere, but it's all strange
Does she heal or hurt?

I will find my love
Rain, snow, or Slush, smooth
I move as if in a fog
I will find my love
I heard somewhere, but it's all strange
Whether it heals or hurts, I don't know