Денис Мафик - А кто ты, собственно такая, что без тебя всё не о чём...
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The starches dozed sweetly,

I was exhausted on the bench of the punks,

The black cat on the blanket is sleeping

Only to me, tramps, not up to sleep.

And the eyes of tired without sniffing,

I grab the essence

And who are you actually like that

That I can’t fall asleep without you.

And who are you actually like that

That I can’t fall asleep without you.

Everyone's desire of the cilia,

A fall on the wing autumn sheet,

How is your "goodbye" categorically,

How is it from your "hello" warm

And the autumn is spinning a gold,

Separation with an arrow from scratch

And who are you actually like that

That I am an ambush without you.

And who are you actually like that

That I am an ambush without you.

Quietly knit on mail,

A web with a sad spider,

Does not worry the silence outside the door

The knock of your elegant heels.

And again he puts me as a native

Handra hand on the shoulder

And who are you actually like that

That without you everything is nothing about.

And who are you actually like that

That without you everything is nothing about.