For some reason I decided to perform
Guitar "Wish you were here",
That as a bud to grow from this
In my body wings are great.
I will perform one hit, embedding in a cloud
I would be in the Milky Way, as an asterisk,
Nadkushu Adam's apple,
To fall from his bone.
Drop it into the soul of waiting
Sprout of talent stems,
Turn into an apple tree's future,
Grapes will Koktebel.
Guitar "Wish you were here"
I've played, and strings were taken away, -
In my body wings are large,
Like an angel from behind rose.
13.10.10g. Coffee House - 13 chairs.
Guitar Wish you were here,
© Copyright: Игаль Иерусалимский, 2010
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