Холодно зимой

And I do not know what will happen at dawn,
I just want to let me in the back blowing a fair wind .
I do not want to go where there is no longer expensive.
Legs go forward, not knowing that in the end.
And I do not know what will happen at dawn,
I just want to let me in the back blowing a fair wind .
I do not want to go where there is no road .
Legs go forward, not knowing that in the end.
And in winter, and somehow it became cold .
Dining there was little , but she said she was tired .
This is the girl that the principles , but without complexes .
I simply seduced , and the train picked up speed .
And forgive your pursuit , in my opinion , was too much.
Now we are separated by a distance of no neighbors .
And nothing happened , my train was pulling out .
And you know , it is a pity that the world was built for so long .
Let all the wind , you know, did the right thing .
I do not regret , even glad you're so brave .
I used a long time did not dare , but who knows ... ?
Life is still all of us will put on the shelves .
Will put all of someone below , someone above.
And maybe throw on the bottom, the main thing - we are still breathing .
Do not listen to me , press the stop and go to sleep.
Requested because to forgive , so I just ...

And I do not know what will happen at dawn,
I just want to let me in the back blowing a fair wind .
I do not want to go where there is no longer expensive.
Legs go forward, not knowing that in the end.
And I do not know what will happen at dawn,
I just want to let me in the back blowing a fair wind .
I do not want to go where there is no road .
Legs go forward, not knowing that in the end.

Today is Friday , here it is a meeting place .
But it is sad that there is already catching absolutely nothing .
You waited until the evening , and sat in the last car .
I do not argue , it hurts . I sit and knock rhythm feet.
Empty car , empty of thought , a shiver through the body.
And all the words in a subject. Well, all reached the limit !
Not altered it , but he has changed.
Furious because of delirium. Why only in love ?
Why all this all started ? It was a mistake .
Helluva foolish think then. That's it so happened.
Had feared . Scored on it completely.
And to hurt me prevented conscience.
Yes, but who knows , and by the third round of the ring .
After all, I am my own enemy and I am my own friend.
I myself thought it all over , you know , and I agree.
So it will be you and me ... pobezopasnee

And I do not know what will happen at dawn,
I just want to let me in the back blowing a fair wind .
I do not want to go where there is no longer expensive.
Legs go forward, not knowing that in the end.
And I do not know what will happen at dawn,
I just want to let me in the back blowing a fair wind .
I do not want to go where there is no road .
Legs go forward, not knowing that in the end.

When the poet loves , he wrote poems of his favorite ...
Trying to please her ... that's ... well, when the poet's pain in my soul
From that same love ... he's trying to write something ,
Trying ... trying ... trying ... but nothing happens ...
Because the pain that causes love ...
Can not describe in any words , it can only feel ...