20 01 10
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The minimum of lies
(Refrain)
The maximum of truth
The minimum of lies
Before you have to lose
All is gone in fires
Here is the heat barrier
Between you and me
Love cannot go through it
It is stopped it is not free
Why you have built
This red brick wall
Could you be mild
Before it gets old
It is too severe a sentence
I cannot see your eyes
It is some kind of madness
Like the death of butterflies
It is an occasion
Babe save our love
Write down the destination
Your letter ll be brought by a dove
The minimum of lies
© Copyright: Ник Гаранин, 2010
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