Вероника ВВС - Я узнаю тебя...
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I will recognize you in the necrologist
On the page of a cheap newspaper
I will not believe a single word
I just cut your portrait as a keepsake

I'll come to you early in the morning
To make it quiet and empty
And I will take a meager breakfast
Wrinking with milk cowardice
I'll go to your husband
I will say that she loved me
He, of course, will not listen
And it will clean me immediately snout
And I'll go away, stumbling
Smiling with a broken mouth, like a mask
You are mine now forever stayed
I - for you - fought
Not quite won, of course
But not died, which is also important
I don't need someone else's tenderness
I am engaged to you illegitimately

I will recognize you in the necrologist
On the page of a cheap newspaper
I will not believe a single word
I just cut your portrait as a keepsake

I came. It was a gray morning
N about dogs, cars, passers -by so many ...
Long at the Ludna station for a long time
I barely found the road to the street
I went to a long -friend house
P cool. The door creaked lingeringly
I looked into the face of a gray -haired man
He let in without asking a name
And she called you when she raved
He poured a bitter in glasses
We had a bite of fresh ones
Crackers, and bread crusts
And they were silent about her, meekly
I asked if what kind of help
He replied that with the wake of trouble
We need to assemble the table, pour it all more ...
I gave money. Washed and went out
On a stuffy evening smelling of herbs
And for the first time in my life I was forgiven
And my affairs were right

I will recognize you in the necrologist
On the page of a cheap newspaper
I will not believe a single word
I just cut your portrait as a keepsake

I will go along the sky with a bright step
To see you, restless
With mirrors, what have you done, impudent
They are scared there, unsythered
And the soul called you when it fell
And your eyes were looking for you from that side
Only then I didn’t cry at all
And now I ask you not to cry
I want my feet barefoot
How they loved when the moon was hiding
I did not have time, like everyone else, we become adults
So now we will be forever different
I'm screaming you the last song
Let no one hear, everyone is hiding
It is warm and light, like in the spring of that
Only the wings are itchy
Do not go to that river on a pebble
Don't look at the letters for hours
They didn’t burp me there and found a cross
I'm always with you now! I am you!

I will recognize you in the necrologist
On the page of a cheap newspaper
I will not believe a single word
I just cut your portrait as a keepsake