Author of quotes: Victor Arkhipovich Of Luferov

My March me in every way scolds,
Mumbling all day water in drains.
My March, you're a stupid teacher.
I'm afraid the two of us do not come to sense.
Here and there a stray water rushes
Two women teasing me.
One of them is to dizziness,
The second release doesn't want me.

It is too well brought up were:
Someone else's pain was a reliable tether.
And about my I even once forgot
But now I take out the curve.
Even later...

Yes, I remember, Yes, I gave the vows in his youth,
To the grave... I swear I have not forgotten it,
The vows - as the threshold of our home, we:
Barely grown and already crossed.

In a way we will soon invite
Along the street deserted.
All understand about heaven and hell:
Life was strange and odd.
There is only one thing:
To myself quietly singing...
Often in the blue sky.
Rarely looking at his feet.