Renascence
Again my heart is ruined
Again the winter’s halo …
Upon my heart has screwed
But I will wake again
But I will buy a rose
And in the phone book
Among my friends will brows
I’ll find the oldest one
I’ll make a simple buzz
To that who’s far away
Who’s former part of us
I’ll just congratulate
On 8th day of the spring
To get the feeling’s date
That just her voice could bring!
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Елена Авдеева 09.11.2007 09:14 Заявить о нарушении