Tell me, and we left home a long time? Look, it starts to get dark ...
So what? We did everything together and ready ... and I thought that you love to ride on a motorcycle ...
Yes, of course, but not as fast! Just look!, Hundreds of rolls!
You just push the stronger and smile ... not every day the fate of us face together.
A pity, because I love you ...
I love you too ...
It may all still a little slow down?
You scared?
You know ... There's a little bit, but in principle it is not so important
Come on, there are very few, night, road, we are together ... what more do you want?
And it's true, I'm with you so you ... horoshos
I'm with you too, and this is important
Did you like segodneshny evening?
Yes, pomoymu he was wonderful! and you?
Often, but now I am convinced of this final
Really? Why?
Yes, just so
Do not tell me!
Because next to you, and I'm very happy, do not you?
Sure! Sun, could you take off my helmet?
What?
You know, at the same time it carry bikes and talk is not very convenient ...
As you say, I is not difficult ...
Only you would always put on !!
You're worried something ?!
No, just ... lazy ostonavlivatsya
Chorus:
Rain, night,
And the two in a way no one away ...
Towards the silence ...
He knew how to turn into a school dance,
What in reality, not a dream ...
In the broadcast channel NTV, the highway patrol.
Summary For the past day:
You know, this morning was not the most joyful, like a children's joke led to monstrous katostrofe;
Two teenagers were returning from the prom, we sat on the bike and headed toward the house,
but this trip was the terrible tragedy.
At a speed of over 120 km / h motorcycle flew into a tree, the driver died on the spot, fortunately his death was painless, if such Events can be called happiness.
First came to the rescue overnight, managed to save the second girl was passazhira.Ey ... Fate decreed it a nice, had not taken her to the grave.
In fact, she got off easy: yes Sadin bruises.
True it is morally very depressed when she was found, her tears flowed down her cheeks Castle.
The cause of sleeping her life became a helmet, required safety, but the guy prinebrёg rules ...
Because of this history of Command file, so no one went without ...
Rain, night ...
And the two in a way no one away,
On vsteche silence ..
He knew what will turn prom ...
What in reality, not a dream ...
God, what is it? Why do not the brakes?
Why can not I slow down?
If only she had not guessed what not, it's not very good news ...
Yes, yes, the sun, I know, is already beginning to get dark, but you do not have to know everything ...
Why are both afraid ponoprasnu suffer?
You just hold me tighter, you forgive me, I do not speak the whole truth, and do not, let them at least the last minute, you're a little, but still will be glad ...
And I do not need a reward! A Lord-God ask that you all was well ...!
And all the rest does not matter, I'll take this over a peccadillo ...
Indeed, there are very few, the sun, I love you, too ...
The evening was wonderful! Yes, yes, how else Once again, I promise you, be sure!
Rain, night ...
And the two in a way no one away ...
At the meeting the silence ...
He knew what will turn prom ...
What in reality and not in the more clearly ...