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Will turn into water rivers, Snow,
Becomes a cloud of gray Smoke,
Will be home your Home,
From the ruins of a Temple built you.
It needs to end any Fight
Will win, no doubt, is the Light,
I'll take a bouquet of flowers - Words
And distribute to my friends - You.

And even if today there are few days,
And the snow fell, and the blood is not hot,
I for the hundredth time again I'll start first,
Until the light fades, while the candle is burning.

Not all toresano,
Not everything is allowed
Not all faded colours of the day.
Not yet sorry fire
And God keeps me.

He was smarter, who is your fire saved
He heat the other could not,
But no casualties have lived up to the warm days.
And you were wrong, you burned per hour,
And an hour later a large fire was extinguished,
But at this hour all was warm.

- The desire to live is stronger than anything in the world.
- That's absurd. I am stronger than anything in the world.

The life I think about
Is so much better than this
I never thought I'd be stuck in this mess
I'm sick of wondering
Is it life or death
I need to figure out who's behind me
Life, which I think
Much better than this
Never thought I would be stuck in this mess.
I'm tired of misunderstanding -
It's life or death?!
I need to know who's behind me...

I am able to put the beginning of everything, but not able to bring anything to the end...
The impression that laziness is the worst of vices.
To finish the job, we have to start from the middle...

Death is once and we must live today. And to take the time to put the foot.

Apparently, this is life: people come and go.

Life deals everyone different cards...

Don't grow up too fast
And don't embrace the past
This life's too good to last
And I'm too young to care
Don't grow up too fast
And don't try to squeeze past...
This life is too good to continue
And I'm too young to worry...

Good thing - the speed of nervous reactions. Useful. Slowly and in time, we win time. And what do we lose?
Life?
Wisdom?
Nothing?
But, hesitating, hesitation, and being late, we feel significant. Let the self-deception, but what a pleasant...

And you know what, I'm tired, Harry? Tired of constantly interrupted in this life, I'm dead tired to be anything, but most of all I'm tired of what I have.

- My night making Googly - said the old woman in a mobcap, staring at the Board. You may think, there are her fate was decided. - I and so, and commercials, and it blows. And gases. I was getting too much to eat for dinner beef with beans. Young man, you have a good stomach?
- The best in the Galaxy - said Luciano in a tone that only the deaf would venture to ask him the following question. The brother of a heat exchanger. I have a bad character. And manners.
The old woman perked up.
- You have to make, "Maklik". It has a beneficial effect on the psyche. You're clearly a neurotic, will help you. I three times a day, take a "Imaklik Forte". If not swelled out, I'd slept like a baby. And so, she reluctantly sniffed, plunging a large drop, no good. I run to the bathroom, and it is, excuse me, as the door to the ass. You night go to the toilet? I mean, without a laxative?
Luciano took another SIP of brandy.
- Go. And night and morning. And in the afternoon. I shit half my life do not get out.