2517 - Вот она, привычная клетка блокнота
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Here it is, the usual notepad cell
Dance notes in the player, unavailable cellular
Magnolia bloom, they are wither
I stand my mouth to break, but everyone go past
Everyone probably has plans, resort programs
Resort novels, detectives, melodramas
Tanned bodies burnt shoulders
Homemade Wine, Maps, Backgammon, Domino
Checkered shorts, flax, white Panama
Music on the coast, Mambo ITALIANO
And I am almost a corner, on the background of lazuries
And sun southern eyes through glasses pure
And even the magnetic storms do not soar
And the fact that the horizon mountains will not be visible
Another vertex, another victory
Another hat in my trails unknown

And I like enchanted stitching into the horizon
I have never seen the sea
And there in the sky only about and say
What are the sunsets there

I stood on the bridge like a soldier in the post
With a bouquet, I waited for my bride
And I was the happiest honestly
These minutes stretched endlessly
As in sunny childhood careless, carefree
Nowhere to rush and do not go to work
And soon, we will go to the sea
And not in Egypt, and in Montenegro
And we will remember, the whole year later, on the repeat
As we were there, as we were there
On the shore and under sail
I myself did not believe that it would be so
As if I am Adam, she's Eve
We are the first people
And these moments stretched infinitely
As in sunny childhood careless
This is the sea, these mountains
I want to stay here and not go back to the city
In viscous, fussy weekdays
Let's forget A.
Let's forget

And I like enchanted stitching into the horizon
I have never seen the sea
And there in the sky only about and say
What are the sunsets there