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Follow me...we'll run together
In the gipsy fairy night,
Since this moment and forever
Noone's wrong and noone's right...

On the waves of lighty breathing
South wind's all time long
No man saw how we were leaving,
When return and where gone...

Glossy sea in pulse of reggy
Lulling our dreams and waits;
And so slowly, and so strangely
Smoke of cigar that you hate...

Golden sand of lovely beaches
In moon light is silver view,
Washed lines of two creatures
That look like as I and you...  

© Никита Лазарев, 06.05.2007 в 20:36
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