Vladimir Aleynikov. (№ 418196)
No, I'm not going to tell you,
What we have to lose on the way,
That never, no matter how you wait, will not return,
The spark will not flare up, the hands will not touch.
The bird will not cry out, will disappear into the steppe, -
Tears do not regret, but also the heart is fastened.
№ 418196 Added
MegaMozg 01-05-2021 / 19:45
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