Evening blues
Evening ... sad and breathes
Our breath hears
say - and the sound of the roofs
like a breeze .
Evening ... in the palm of your hand melts
Trees huddled in a pack ...
angel crouched on the edge
the ledge ...
Evening ... words just
with the sun gone, froze.
Have become quite simple
your eyes
Evening light plays ...
this magical summer
as if there is no answer
What can I say ?
Singing sound in the declining days
He's stronger than he can hear everything
He immensity and drunk
In the purple light
Without counting the words Without the bill forces
Captivated , mesmerized
In the evening waltz whirled
Us this summer NIGHT BLUES
The sun is already chilled
whirls his way
Not much need
for the soul
It smells like a fresh breeze
The evening of the planet
Brad somewhere around the world
In the still of the night
Will whisper birch
Willow scattered tears
somewhere summer lightning storm
vied
This evening breeze
I will sit on your cornice I
bluish haze will disappear
to be with you
Singing sound in the declining days
He's stronger than he can hear everything
He immensity and drunk
In the purple light
Without counting the words Without the bill forces
Captivated , mesmerized
In the evening waltz whirled
Us this summer NIGHT BLUES
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