Текст песни Бумажников Алексей - ФРЕДЕРИК БЕГБЕДЕР
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Love is a battle. Lost in advance. Secular people are generally single, lost in a sea of vaguely familiar faces. They try to be only where there is noisy - you can not talk. Holidays for this and given to a person to hide what is on his mind. How did I allow that show-off to this extent crush my life? They often say: "We must save the face." And I say, you have to kill a person, only then you will save yourself. The mosquito has one day, the roses have three. The cat has thirteen years of age, love has three years. And you can not help it. First a year of passion, then a year of tenderness and, finally, a year of boredom. In the first year they say: "If you leave, I will finish with myself." In the second year they say: "If you leave, it will hurt me, but I will survive." For the third year they say: "If you leave, I will wash it with champagne." Three years! Statistics, biochemistry, my personal experience: the term of love is one and the same. I do not like such coincidences. Why three years, not two, or say four or six hundred? Three stages, Passion Tenderness Boredom, a cycle of three stages, each year-long triad, unshakable, like the Holy Trinity. In the first year they buy furniture. In the second year, the furniture is rearranged. In the third year, furniture is divided. Love is a delightful catastrophe: you know that you are rushing straight to the wall, and yet you are pressing on the gas; fly to meet your death with a smile on your lips; with curiosity you wait for minutes when it explodes. Love is the only programmed disappointment, the only predictable misfortune that you want more. Love is an incomprehensible thing. When you see it from others, you do not understand anything, and even less - when this happens to you. For love to live forever, it is enough to forget about time. I realized one thing: that love does not pass, there must be something elusive in everyone. Do not let the freshness - no, this does not mean to spur on artificially created stupid shakes, just have to be able to wonder the miracle of each day. To be generous and not to be tricky. You're definitely in love when you start squeezing toothpaste on another, not your brush. I learned the main thing - in order to become happy, one must experience a state of terrible unhappiness. If you do not go through a school of grief, happiness can not be lasting. Three years live that love that did not storm the top and did not go to the bottom, but fell from the sky ready-made. Love lives for a long time only if each of the lovers knows its price. We were not ready for happiness, because we were not accustomed to misfortune. We were raised in worship to one god - well-being. We must culminate in order to live an incomplete story.
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