Восточный Округ - сон
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Snow flakes slowly lie on the ground, the long-distance table at the window, recalling moments, black and white ribbon what was when color, drowning problems on the bottom, saves the drink, and you probably have a house, you are preparing to sleep in front of bedtime, native to pain bed, alarm clock on six and covered with ripples, the kitchen, still dripping the crane, you have a job and I slowly in the direction of the house past the windows I will go smilefully daring the curtains they are with you now and you smoke them now, and the glass is decorated, good morning Remember, I wrote all night and did not go to bed, you scold, and after so gently hugging, kisses, and tell you what you have dreamed.

Tell me what you dreamed
Night and only we are together with you
You have not changed a drop
Just forgive me my love.

You seem to dream yesterday, as in those times, when we both saw each other in the same dreams, while the wall was not formed between us, this wall was purposefully invented by us, drove somewhat everyday on one, smoke silently or put out empty chatter, but we have no time with you, the only chance to cross-roll in a dream, the snow also falls from the sky, the time for the spring, the portion of tight smoke will leave the fots at the bottom, did not seem to be in the substitution, such a thing the plexus of the veins of ours, just as they used to smoke, but do not cough, just like before you tear my tower, blackmail me, be my cute home, tell me your dream yesterday

just forgive me, just my love, just understand me, just make a stray straw, and I hear how the droplets fall from the roof, and how you breathe in the dark room, I also hear, and now you are alone, and I'm somewhere on the studio, I do something there is some kind of music people, we rarely walk with you so tell me, again below the step in this multi-storey, so not by the way with me the phone, so not to Ksaty you visited your friends and so sadly sculits in the courtyard in the courtyard At home and somewhere there, in the club, we will see you only under the morning, on my face of a bristle, on your lipstick and powder what you have dreamed, and what will we eat for breakfast? You know the favorite What do you do tomorrow?

I have not known for a long time where you and whom you share the bed
what you see dreams and who fell in love
heat jule in my blizzard
I did not sleep a couple of days and therefore I did not dream
yes I threw but you know I do not see the edges
I died with the same survived
I am looking for a fucking check where he was heard
In short, I did not bond did not stand on skis
I remember how the roof rushed
these smaller moves
And I would be closer to someone
I bet this all hate
You shout but I do not hear
sorry that did not care
Sorry for tears sea
Sorry for our lavstory
for the song what plays you on the repeat
I sorry, I`m sorry ...