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-And love then what is it?

- Report: you are flying with a parachute, you fly and think: “What if it will not be revealed? ..” it’s hard to breathe, the heart is between the shoulder blades .. and still delight! Then bam, and opened. And again happiness. And the heart beat again. That's until he was revealed - this is passion, revealed - this is love!

I will not be what you wanted to be.

I will be different, I will continue to smoke and drink beer.

And so beautifully I will draw a fairy tale with my thoughts.

I will not remember your eyes. Too often

I will try to forget, kill thoughts in myself

about the past. Anxious in my chest, help me?

Questions "Can I?" No, complicated.

I myself came up with: moron and fool.

What could be better for us two?

Consciously turning off the light of love,

We also wanted to talk about this ..

Seriously? You thought an adult life -

This is a fiction of pure hopes,

I will not be so before, hanging on the wall

your couple of photos, I don't need a lot,

To remember, and, nevertheless, miss.

So that my heart is knocking, and I, having said nothing,

began to write something new again,

No, not an album, then it will wait.

There are still a couple of months.

Oh yes, for you - there are a couple of texts.

You know - all this is natural, from the first shot,

You are turned my heart - here it is, truth!

But our parachute did not open!

Air pit of love ...

The sky is so "jokingly"

Smiling will play along ..

Trying to cheer up at least somehow.

But the feelings subsided.

We quickly fall down ..

The last flight for two.

And constrained truth with chains,

I was ridiculous in your lies.

And what will happen next over the years?

I'm afraid to even imagine myself!

And how many written tracks,

He did not have time to devote to her ...

Only two people

But there is no love between them.

And it seems that this is the last moment.

Return everything back no longer a way!

Sorry, I could not save myself.

And again anxiously in the chest ...

In the last flight, without a chance to stay alive,

He did not give up, covering from a blow to the ground

that that betrayed him, who lied, not blushing - called her loved ones,

And he believed in love crazy to the last!

But by the way - it does not matter, because with him,

She still died.

But our parachute did not open!

Air pit of love ...

The sky is so "jokingly"

Smiling will play along ..

Trying to cheer up at least somehow.

But the feelings subsided.

We quickly fall down ..

The last flight for two.

The last flight for two.