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Алкоголь мой спаситель.
Ты далеко, а я — в Питере;
Хочу рядом видеть в нашей с тобой обители,
Пока катят в лицо лавиной магазины винные,
А я одет не по-зимнему.
200 грамм конины греют лучше камина,
Картина: ярче ночь длинная,
Пропала кислая мина,
На львиную долю времени в распитии потерян.
И настроение весеннее.
Несмотря на потепление внутри,
На утро снова по тебе ломка:
Я скован и скомкан,
И снова ты только. Не стыдно ни сколько за эти банальные сопли.
Думал: влип по колено — затянуло по горло.
Вылечит алкоголь. В барах города вольного
И довольно противно,
Не достойна замена, на меня город стольный смени –
На тебя променяю Пить стольную.
В моей судьбе ты играешь большую роль,
И нашла от меня пароль.
Я брошу алкоголь, как только ты будешь здесь,
А пока боль похмелья есть.
И это месть организма за решение самое низменное.
Только снишься мне, вообще не болею,
Теперь болен тобою. Не скрою:
С надеждой жду мая как у моря погоды,
Но ещё полгода, ещё полгода…
Alcohol is my savior.
You are far away, and I am in St. Petersburg;
I want to see the monastery with you,
While the wine shops are rolled in the face,
And I am not dressed in winter.
200 grams of coninins warm the fireplace better,
Picture: The night is long brighter,
The sour mine disappeared,
On the lion's share of time in drinking is lost.
And the mood is spring.
Despite the warming inside,
In the morning, again for you broke out:
I am constrained and crumbled
And again you are only. It’s not ashamed of anyway for these banal snot.
I thought: stuck knee -deep - dragged on the throat.
Cure alcohol. In the bars of the city of free
And quite disgusting
The replacement is not worthy, the city of the table is changed - to me -
I will exchange a bastard for you.
In my fate you play a big role
And I found a password from me.
I will throw alcohol as soon as you are here
In the meantime, there is a hangover.
And this is the revenge of the body for the solution is the most low.
I just dream of me, I don't get sick at all,
Now he is sick with a You. I will not hide:
I wait with hope of May like the sea of weather,
But another six months, another six months ...
You are far away, and I am in St. Petersburg;
I want to see the monastery with you,
While the wine shops are rolled in the face,
And I am not dressed in winter.
200 grams of coninins warm the fireplace better,
Picture: The night is long brighter,
The sour mine disappeared,
On the lion's share of time in drinking is lost.
And the mood is spring.
Despite the warming inside,
In the morning, again for you broke out:
I am constrained and crumbled
And again you are only. It’s not ashamed of anyway for these banal snot.
I thought: stuck knee -deep - dragged on the throat.
Cure alcohol. In the bars of the city of free
And quite disgusting
The replacement is not worthy, the city of the table is changed - to me -
I will exchange a bastard for you.
In my fate you play a big role
And I found a password from me.
I will throw alcohol as soon as you are here
In the meantime, there is a hangover.
And this is the revenge of the body for the solution is the most low.
I just dream of me, I don't get sick at all,
Now he is sick with a You. I will not hide:
I wait with hope of May like the sea of weather,
But another six months, another six months ...
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