Singer: Alice. Page 3
Who saw in the sky the fire
What in the blue joy of gold,
As to water down the white horse,
Reflects the sun like a trail of his horseshoe
As for the clouds sparkle eyelashes dawns,
As the dew gliding over the grasses play,
Who saw out of the heart the pain goes away,
As well easy and as beautiful.
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MegaMozg 04-01-2017 / 07:36
I do not remember exactly, but someone said that rock-n-roll - this is it.
I decided to put the question: who then are we?
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 22:56
And on the Cross, not sintered blood
Nails failed to rust,
As an epilogue all the same love,
And as the prologue - all the same death.
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 20:08
Half a century was fun, Yes, singing annealed
I don't think so.
Only the soul scars in three rows
From such a simple - to live.
Not to quench the flame in his chest
Those who tried to love.
Teaches us to endure pain on the path to heaven
Work to live.
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 11:19
My dusty road, Thorne my journey.
Duma with a touch of anxiety - that there will be found.
Whether everything will continue as before, or return to dust,
But gives me hope fear.
The fear that clumsy over shares
I circled it with everything.
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MegaMozg 03-01-2017 / 11:19
Us sharpens the seed of the Horde,
We yoke the yoke of the infidels,
But in our veins boiling sky of the Slavs
And from the shores of lake Peipsi
To the ice of Kolyma
All this is our land, all that we.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 19:36
My soul rings rain in unison.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 17:34
I feel death! It hurts to breathe freely.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 17:34
And you will get back on the ground,
If you are not.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 17:34
To be alive - at my craft
it's bold, but it's in the blood.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 07:05
The way to become ashes, dancing in the center of the fire...
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 06:27
We have no tails
We don't have hooves,
But the head from the horns sometimes hurts
Our wives are naughty, we are also concertina
Drink everything that burns, even kerosene.
Floors become ceilings, ceilings become floors,
Mom calls it the rock-n-roll.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 05:41
Again a game, again movie.
Again an encore.
Spinning fate spindle
Below the scenes.
Ever slow running,
And slowly
To see how the run takes
Soul.
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MegaMozg 01-01-2017 / 20:27
We are moving on the strings of hearts,
Considering the night and the day.
We are few, but as we journey on,
In we lit the open fire
Rock-n-roll.
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MegaMozg 01-01-2017 / 00:53
True treasure,
Lies not to indulge,
Far not to judge
Others to help
With the silence together
At the end of the day
Teach me
My Motherland.
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MegaMozg 01-01-2017 / 00:53
