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I'm a little bit strange. When I see in the crowd A person of the old age I imagine them child's. I imagine them young And always the same ..

On the street goes A beautiful girl. In the mouth a cigarette holds, In her hands - a bottle of rum. With the eyes, as the night Dark and ..

So many people around. Who are they? Friends? Enemies? No, just a cold crowd, They are nobody to me.

Tell me, please Who told you , that time heals, That someone, who flied On the earth the happiness will find? Like those who forgot pain ..

Oh God! I cannot say How much you I strife. There aren't invented today, Words which can describe How much human soul Can love. And..

Who told you so, Who told you so, I'm not that strong. My ways were wrong, But now I'm found. Walked far too long Along this road. Not ..

I want to confess to the world In what to myself recently confessed. I'm bad, my heart is cold. Nothing beats in my chest. I don't care wha..

I came to you And silently begged For help. Away you me send. Where were you When I was losing hope In everything? Have forgotten me lon..

Go away from me, away! Away with your truth, Away with your thoughts and your ways. No matter what you hold in hands - A rose or a noose. ..