ИльинК - Тень смерти
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A typical quarrel...between lovers
Flowers in hand...he walks toward her
Trifling words...about who's right
He's already at the door...having chosen love
Rustling sounds...the click of the lock
He reaches for the door...a hand with flowers
A silent scene...some kind of delirium
Mother's whispers...she's gone

Love burned...wings to ashes...
Not only souls...but bodies too...
Two hearts...she took upon herself...
Only to help...couldn't do anything...

His fist unclenched...and the flowers fell
Moments rush by...of past beauty
Realizing everything...falling to his knees
He begs, from now...unnecessary forgiveness
People come running...at the frantic scream
But he doesn't care...he sees a dead end
You have so many years ahead of you
Shut up everyone...she's gone!

Rising quickly... pushing aside the crowd
He runs up the stairs...to the holy window
People behind him...shouting, "Stop!"
The window opens...with a bold hand
A fragile body...flying against the sky
One can hear...I love you!
The ninth floor...was not in vain
The strange asphalt...turned red...