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Postoy autumn!!! It easy !!!
At short notice summer.Wait a bit.
Closed your road.
The turn comes to all
You will manage to survive and your priydet.
It is not needed to hurry.
Be is well-disposed to us
Give by a summer shower to wash.
He warm all will warm in a moment.
Will pour will hug.
You will not even hear a breaking forth scream
with taste of naslagdenem.
He will be deafened by summer thunder his rolls.
Round me there is such pogrom.
To me the autumn here pigeon you not to what
I in summer warm I can not enjoy
I want a heat to stand barefoot on foamy shore
And fresh aroma of marine to inhale.
I got tired so much to wait a weather
When will pass rains and there will be a yasnenkiy day ahead.
I naslogusya by him in full
About goodness the sea..To me a purpose cherished is visible.
By a hand it if I will want that I will reach a bottom
Marine.
I do not know simply that I will be able or will want to get.
I will attach forces to save itself I will not become.
I however at any cost will obtain you.
And after it I or I will escape or I will remain to stand
On deserted shore.
And autumn take away rain cold with itself.
I so need now heartfelt rest the rest the rest.
And leaving to September you the song to me beautiful hard drinking.
Yes so that by tears a surf sobbed at the feet of my
And the sparks of tears of him to me with a wave reached.
Did not you wait the such wild desire??
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