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The local region is rich in resources to gratefully respond to your work and put capital.

You know the captain? - he asked suddenly.
Worse than you, ' I replied. - I've seen it before only once, and that was by accident. we were each other's taste.
To my surprise, Dougal's stern face softened.
- I can't say that I much prefer, he said.
Drummed his fingers on the edge of the stone wall of the pond, pondering, and turned to me.
- And some of it very high regard. Say, a brave soldier and a great warrior.
I raised my eyebrows.
Since I'm not a General of the British army, to me these qualities do not impress.

Suddenly I thought about how much I love this place, this land! This Ettersberg! These low hills! And my soul is pierced through and through - suddenly you'll ever have to leave! The land where you found so many things like happiness, which can dream of a death, where you go from pleasure to displeasure in the ever-ringing life if you have to leave him with a stick in his hands, as you left their homeland. Tears came to my eyes, and I felt strong enough to move it. - Strong! - so insensitive.

Why do I forget about who I am?
Allow myself so childish mindlessly hurt
About serrated edge unflattering angles?

Overseas tourism body warm - edge native soul warm.

You're standing on the edge. Don't jump.

Immortal our happiness
Russia called for centuries.
We edge not seen more beautiful
And was in many parts.

And when I close my eyes at night
To symphonies of blinding light,
Cold like memories in cold decay,
The echo signals echo in the distance.
So far from the world of you and I
Where oceans bleed into the sky...
And when I close my eyes tonight
To symphonies of blinding light,
Like memories in cold decay,
Transmissions echoing away.
Far from the world of you and I
Where oceans bleed into the sky...

The fact that for some, hell, for others Paradise.

The whole world is at the edge of the grave.

You always go over the edge, so others can't take my eyes off you. Those who don't want you to fell, and those who are waiting for your fall.

... if you long to gaze at the evening clouds, rushing from nowhere and no one knows where, it begins to seem as if you get carried away on the edge of the world.

Standing on any edge, looking into any abyss, the abyss allowing anyone to see inside of you.. Remember those who look after you. And find the strength not to seem, but to be happy.

You don't often walk the edge of the abyss, but when you do, life becomes terribly interesting. Very nice to sleep with another man's wife, but one day you realize that you're about to get caught. You only get even better.