Fancy newspapers (are) selling my mind to
Girls from a poster who’re smiling from darkness (are)
Trying to fool my belief in curious blue eyes
Ready to hide my illusion that it’s only my life
Rolling my wheel of freedom- way to sunny days from windy nights
Strawberry fields will fill my heart with strange red ice
So please take my heart and plant it right into the ground inside the round
Made of green young leaves, with tender delight
Angels in heaven (are) writing my legend
When to be lucky when I’m in danger
I’m about to agree to adopt as a fact, but
Please can you leave me illusion that it’s only my life
My life?! исп. гр. Pushking
© Copyright: Олег Савилов, 2008
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