Текст песни u - метафоры были бессмысленны, если я не могу видеть тебя
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When will be a long time, and I do not remember thee, the streets will be winter, and you're all as beautiful as when I have broken the teeth on the sheets; I will go out onto the street, frantically wrapped in a blanket, that kindly gave me your nedosestra to look at the sunrise and at how the moon meets the sun. Probably, I lied - I will remember you all the thousands of years that will tear off the skin to me alive. Even when my organs are rotting in hundreds kilometers from yours, I'll remember how you smiled in photographs that are not sent to me, but I'm still happy. Probably, I lied - on the street just June and I celebrate your birthday. Without you. That's annoying. Probably, I lied - my paintings hanging on my wall, and thy dust cobwebs hung from the ceiling. Do you think I could forget ?! Well, of course. And this gave me the blanket is not your sister, it does not exist at all, how could you think that I will come back to where I was still cursing, though there never was. On these streets you walked, over the railing and smiling you kept under these trees, too, are you, I have not forgotten! When it will be held for a long time, and I do not remember thee, when I no longer have nightmares when I'm not going to fall out of bed by the mere mention of you, when the street will be the twentieth of January, but I still also will write the VC, you come back with me to this confusion. And even if you do not come, if you lie to rot or if you do not become a photographer if your heart is not right, I'll never forget. But on the street only June till January twentieth for a long time. The moon at dawn can see the sun, but I do not have (and this difference was meaningless metaphors).
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