Shri-Lanka - Пережить себя
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The finest veil has been thrown into all words
And you don't raise her, ozal
A light breeze will play
And you will understand
How is sometimes inaccessible to a lie
The charm of trembling
There, at the height
The capacity is empty, we are not the same
Soft words are torn by bridges
Velvet hands are empty

Surviving yourself is so difficult

Some kind of sadness lurked here
I remember the phrase - I'm a little sorry
Soft smile, closed the mouth
And in the eyes of hope is empty ...