And once I'm gone ,
Only will these words that are immortal .
These feelings , they hit the wall,
I see sparks from these attacks , they will not dissolve.
Already unlike me , a death ,
They are eternal monument , will never be forgotten
And will be transmitted from person to person .
And they finally feel like I have loved you .
It would be nice to live so long and long , to love and to love you,
You to be immortal, in any case do not beat me ,
Do not run away, as I call it death - she is not terrible
But let it not coming to you ...
In our city, cold and artist Claus
Windows porazrisovyval white embroidery of roses.
You write that , perhaps , arriving for Christmas
In our city, cold, and I continue to live .
I miss you, I want to take you by the hand, kiss your hand
I miss you, I'm so all alone , and all the other people - I'm so bored.
Over the river hear the bells of Easter
You write to me that maybe the summer subside case.
Bloom quietly on the window geranium,
Fly over night and day -to-day calendar on the wall .
And without you, I do not have , I'm all in errors, fixes
All wrong , bad - without you I'm not entirely.
My eyes never stopped searching
Heart pounding so hard , I think I will not live till morning
Yes, I will not survive even this night
Not that you find here for the first time all of a sudden I know how it is - to leave
Sidewalks crimson behind a veil of rain,
Autumn smells spicy spilled , leaving .
You write that may be , but I will tear the letter ,
In our city, New Year and I'll live .
I, of course , very sinful , but his love I deserve this paradise
Although why ? After all, heaven does not exist without you ,
And if you do not like , then come back again to the ground
And you will live somehow , I will use all of their communications,
But while I'm here before you some thousand kilometers
I even, perhaps, tomorrow I can reach you .
And now I'm just worried about the time without you
Bad ending, sad, but I will tear , these sheets - they can also pull out ?
Now all the ...
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