Till you are young, you"ll have to fight
All your youth time you need be bright.
You want to sense, to have been sensed
And often you will have been transed
You fight with world and meet yourself
And you don"t want be on a shelf.
You understand it everyday,
Whate"er be, for all you pay.
But understand you very well,
There are the things, we cannot sell.
Fight
© Copyright: М.Киселев, 2001
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