Roses live longer when hands are not pricked.
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You are not on the subway. |
I checked everything, every corner.
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Ride this circle a thousand times
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Caught your scent, felt your lips.
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I shout: "Come out into the light, come out right now!"
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The police are laughing, the hospitals are silent.
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Counting the sands of all deserts bit by bit,
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Let your phone beep again
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Quiet or whatever...
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Gently throw a short name in the back
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And see how you turn around in response...
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I won't get tired of looking, I won't leave you!
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I asked all my friends about you,
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All are silent, all as one! |
Damn collusion!
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Your parents changed their address a long time ago.
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What have I done?! |
Sorry! |
I repent!
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Chorus:
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I can find you, by all means,
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Probably, the charging of the phone has run out.
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It's impossible for me without you, you know that!
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The third summer you are not at home ...
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I can find you, by all means,
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Probably, the charging of the phone has run out.
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It's impossible for me without you, you know that!
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The third summer you are not at home ...
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Favorite color is yellow. |
Scar on the nameless.
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If juice - then cherry, if tea - then mint.
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You are terribly afraid of snakes. |
Do you have
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(hardly anyone will notice) birthmarks on the neck.
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Secretive, which is why
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Comb these yards again
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And don't dig up a single sign again,
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Not a single word. |
The words…
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Who gave you a reason to think that I would quit
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Searches easily and soon? |
BUT? |
Quoting Polozkova.
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And at the top of your voice, past the notes, you sing Noskov.
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And through the pain you smile in the ambulance,
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You do not recognize the diagnosis, because the doctor is a charlatan and a bastard.
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And abruptly at midnight you decide to leave,
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But I knew you too well not to find you.
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Chorus:
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I can find you, by all means,
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Probably, the charging of the phone has run out.
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It's impossible for me without you, you know that!
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The third summer you are not at home ...
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I can find you, by all means,
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Probably, the charging of the phone has run out.
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It's impossible for me without you, you know that!
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The third summer you are not at home ...
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I said I'll find it. |
And here I am -
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In the middle of an empty cinema hall, in the back row.
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In the very delirium, right to the point of trembling.
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It has long been closed, after - abandoned.
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Still, you say, maybe for what
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Have you been hiding all this time? |
I almost went crazy...
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By the way! |
You are silent... Well, okay...
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You are with me now, and this is the main thing.
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I knew for sure - somewhere you must be!
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He did not stop looking, he stirred up his memory.
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Look, here it is - the same photo,
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Processed with a stupid filter in the light of terracotta.
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There is also a shadow falling in a strange way,
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It's like an angel lurks behind your back...
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I clearly remember this damn day
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And then, life is no longer mine - you were not in it ...
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Chorus:
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I can find you, by all means,
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Probably, the charging of the phone has run out.
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It's impossible for me without you, you know that!
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The third summer you are not at home ...
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I can find you, by all means,
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Probably, the charging of the phone has run out.
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It's impossible for me without you, you know that!
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The third summer you are not at home ... |