* Телеграмама-молния
а что, мосты разрушены?

2x

jumping like actually mad
on the dawn appear to be red
rolling ball near my feet
who that person I glad to meet?

bring the rain as CAN said
feel the lazyness inside your bed
teach me to reflect, when to react
Bill at the counter, my old lad

gossips near my middle ear
nobody to met, nothing to fear
nither wisdom nor stupid
please, oh Lord, loop it!

grands and ancients reply my scream
with chocolate ice-crem on a blue screen
fields divided by roads - regular stripes
lucky you are and those guys




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