Do not under the train, Karenina Anna,
Pour wine and fill the bath.
Karenina Anna, under the train is not necessary.
All wipes water and grape juice.
She dried his head with a hairdryer,
From loneliness climbed the wall.
She was too frank,
And her skirt is just below the knee.
She loved, but it's all in the past,
She wanted a little shatter.
Where under the fan, love is a ponaroshka.
Her odnushka overlooking the treshka.
She deliberately walked around the edge,
Where not every track was running.
Crossing double solid carelessly,
I was looking for meeting with him somewhere on the counter.
Her picture is flawless - eternity together,
His comprehensive other in another entrance.
On another cell staircase, the floors between.
Faith and love lost hope.
Chorus (2x)
Friend and heroine of another novel,
And they are engaged, obviously, self-deception.
Her soul is persistent, she is in the cheeks of the blush,
So easier reflection to see in the eyes of glass.
Where the oceans were toned about the rock
In some song, sad and rudely played.
She was looking for it on the pages
Stories of other authors about princesses and princes.
Where the happiness is scattered in the grains,
Time stopped at her wrists.
She is not Margarita, he is far from the master
The soul is open to the unpack, and the heart is not fit.
Nirvana Tornana, Stop-Crane Torun,
Her soul stopped at the edge of the platform.
And I would like to be at that moment, to be near
Say "Everything will be fine, do not need for the train."
