Performance: The fairy tale about Monica

You just need a girl. The straw to breathe. Care to life had any meaning. Just need a warm lump in his hands, not to lose control from loneliness...

First, I'm not alone, and secondly, if alone, I want to be alone...

- Have you heard? Some guy stabbed the girl.
- Here's a knife! Right in the heart and liver hurt.
- What hurt?
- All affected!
And blood dripped... In the bathroom the whole floor is flooded!
- Two paramedics - what's our tally?
- Not long!
- Yes, he sat in the train.
- Who? Killed?
Yeah. And the case his girl in the back was dragging.
- So alive?
- Of course!
- Here is the city! Come home in the evening - and there's nothing to tell...

What to do - we are doomed to separation.
And no, we won't bring back those days
When the two of us had one dream:
Always and everywhere to be together.