dvarnyaga with udaffa. likes ..

And we're with you, my dear,
Were once sweet,
Full of power
Funny moron.

And we like each other
Until umoiskazheniya,
Looking at in the iris
His image.

And the time was not money,
A silly mark,
Yes, just last spring
For something we noted.

Drops of melted bust
Little finger beckoned us,
Yes, we have stopped since
To be a girl and a boy.

Our solar cells
Painted in a mess,
We honeysuckle sprigs
The wheel fun

And the grass has taught us
Funny salty droplets,
And we opened the eye sores
Its green with a scalpel.

Let's not remember
What's wrong with us tomorrow come true.
Let's not understand
What is it we do not fancied,

That time, was knocked our pride,
Love maimed.
Let us drink to the mix
Without waiting for the evening.

Come on, we'll see in the box
Covered with a dark vestibule,
According to the wine and allow
Ride gay gypsy encampment

It hurts his temple, the fog creeps
Changing pressure
A train carries us
In Sosnovskoye direction ..