Author of quotes: Vladimir Simakov

We broke up - what?
Nothing then happened:
You're not rushed into the river, I shot not allowed.
If our past both of us only dreamed
Why sleep away so much wasted effort?

You do not understand other weaves,
So not like the alignment of fates!
From the many empty and stupid opinions
To escape, escape to where used.

Don't touch my favorite women!
Do not slander - you don't know this,
What is the price of peace bequeathed
And who pays and how much - still.

The sweet smell of cherry
Confused year.
We are boobies
That was then,
And naively trusting
Waited future path...
How many of life's knotted -
Nothing to fall back on.