Singer: Svetlana Surganova. Page 3

You understand life
out of sight,
you sensitive this world
you, the followers of immensity,
come to me
let us think about eternity.
Well, where are you?
... Or again something to do with transport?

And then there are Windows to look at who come from the other end of the city. And when the light is on, you're just getting warm...

The world is divided not between the dead and the living, not men and women, the elderly and children, not in the Humanities and techies, not for brunettes and blondes. There is only one whom you love and who loves you...

Changes in life like inhaling and exhaling,
but the gist of it - running in a spiral circle:
forward, up, forward, up...
And only delayed the timetable of God
we deduct from this game,
where every member is irreplaceable...

Job 14.05.06.
1. late schedule
2. changes
3. live
4. essential
5. inhale-exhale

We are born to provoke love.

There are obvious moments that blow you off. For example, when you know your loved one today with someone else. It is always disgusting and hard. But if you love someone, you'll let go. The harsh truth: if you have something to "give short", people will look for that in someone else. No one to blame...

And here toils toils toils
my girl is a moonless night
on-road cold city,
running away from me, stupid.

To caress! To caress! To caress!
We need each other to caress -
hands, words, smile.
Nedolyublennosti let go...

- To help me?
- I even taught at the Institute is to help people when they become ill...

- A model is a way of thinking...
- That is, the model still think?!

I will cover kissing, grey thread rain: the Day is not over, the day is not started, if there is no you!

That's so awkward undertone
nothing to ask you.
Only if perhaps a little
sit quietly beside me.

At once the stolen face
suddenly in the evening come to life.
All hours of the night one can not sleep -
a new day a new whip.
On stage makes a solo
again anticipating a sell-out,
he will go down easily and quietly,
slowing down a solid step.
Imprint single
rubbed on the sheet
all over the "I" dot.
The smell of tears in the dark.
It will awaken all that is asleep.
He smoothed the folds of the walls.
Shaking off tiredness,
he will go into captivity.
At once the stolen face
suddenly in the evening come to life.
Them all night can't sleep...