"Петрарка" (NO ONE)
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Just to see you again
Just to hear your voice
It's too late for my train
It's a really true choice

Just to cut from my heart
Not to think, not to dream
No function"restart"
It's not sweet as ice cream

It's an ocean of lie
Sometimes dark, sometimes blue
As for me, i can fly
It's unclear to you...

31 августа 2015

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