Once I was on a deserted street...
As always, i was thinking about people.
I listened Nikelback. I need ...
In happiness. I listen to Chris Zipple.
Lights shine in my face,
Nostalgia worries my heart.
Me comfortable in this place.
Happiness is to live. Go away, terrible hurt.
Beautiful deserted streets!
They are not alone, just sleeping.
"We dont sleep", - they sing and meet...
"Love and strangeness - a wonderful feeling".
We are always waiting for people.
Watching and accompany them in the difficult pat.
We are the same as people.
Life is not terrible, not terrible, not bad!
Ballad of the deserted streets
© Copyright: Алина Абдрашитова, 2014
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