вполголоса - женское сердце
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from which metals unknown,
from what expensive stones
This marvelous heart was done
And they put it in me - warm!
And it clogged in me, living
a hundred fate of the great wives,
inspired and lost,
Everything under bullets and on the rampage ...
Too impudent, too proud
Too thirsty for love
scattered in me with fragments,
And it fused again - live!
I could ask the Lord
The heart is easier and bonfires,
But I will not be the radiance of the starry
On the fragile neon of lights,
that on the highway rows creeps,
replace, insulting the spirit,
After all, like the jewelry
There is no two in the world.

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Give life for your freedom -
And aren't it much? just right.
I played you for the sake of
I was fooling around and swore
that I do not know how to believe
What did love in the coffin
But how difficult it is to a steppe beast
keep fingering fate!
Choose: or ice and flame,
Or a broken track ...
The trump card is not simple,
And much more complicated - I -
impregnable arrogance and pride,
Irright fire and passion.
Give life for my freedom -
And aren't it much? just right.

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Know, I don't wish you peace
As I do not want a bloody war.
And may freedom be with you
Where all the horses are frank,
Where the cold winds are pushed,
The sea wave beats on the cliff,
And let the kisses be with you
The one that is certainly true to you.
Know, I do not want a light road,
Not constant good luck in business.
Conquest is not many glory,
But let her smile at you
And, inspired by the past matters,
You will not finish the holy struggle
No matter how the braid goes to the stone,
No matter how much the Vorotsky tourniquet is curled.
Know, I do not want to make you an arch.
I will open the cell - fly far,
Burn in your heart fuel flame,
Foam the sky with the carvings of the clouds,
Let them fall on the steppe with a shadow
Following you my letters,
And may freedom be imperishable.
Strakhov - without an account, and will - one.

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My love is spicy mash, slightly bitter,
deadly swilled for young men;
And my hands, impossible as wings -
It is more tender than silk and stronger than a bit.
When I am a good, it happens, the hell is not a brother,
but humble - at least eject a fiber to the rope,
Knit the knots, I won’t even blame the eye.
About the gaze: I look forward too far,
And I see the past, and the future, alas,
And the time where we were not born, and where are dead,
The road walking around the world is like a network ...
With such insight - do I not sing songs?
I sing, freezing, listening - inside
Crowing, irrepressible fire burns,
And he warms and burns, like an entrusted. this is me,
And let them say that my love is mortal poison.

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I don't know if the joy, to trouble,
I need you unbearably.
But, you know, I'm not waiting for you anymore,
And this is much worse
than nights hysterical and tearing a river,
than days of trouble -free sadness,
When you imagine, the hero will come,
Despair will let go.
will not be like that myself,
I hold on to the rope with my teeth
When the deafening "Ta-Dam"
And I want to get away to my mother,
I don't wait for a male hand to help,
I do not dream of gathering in the shoulder,
But the sounds that build the world -
The refrain of your pulse.

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I’m going to shoot myself, I repent.
I myself know that this is impossible.
I'm neither good nor bad
We are not close, not friends.
there would be something to pay for an error -
It was worth buying candles on credit,
Games finished, and - smile
On my numb lips.
You see, cars strive for the center,
Like ants in a pre -order hour.
I exchange for kilometers
What has been related to us for so long.
will become clear to any dog
This story is about the escape.
It is glorious that we avoided fights.
It hurts that snow fell in the fall:
He is unnaturally white and thin
Over September, chill ran.
I let you go silently
How to take a bullet in the forehead.