I turn off the TV, and I write you a letter
About that, what more can not look at the shit,
About the fact that there is no more strength,
About the fact that I almost drank, but not forgotten you.
About the fact that the phone rang, wanted, so I stood up,
He dressed and walked, or rather, ran,
But I only sent it,
He said that he was sick and tired, and this night I did not sleep.
I'm waiting for an answer, more hope, no.
Soon summer. This...
And lucky with the weather - it rains the fourth day,
Although on the radio said - hot will be even a shadow.
But, however, in the shadows, where I am,
And yet warm and dry, but I am afraid until...
As the days go on as usual - day eat, drink,and three
And generally fun live though and the rain outside the window.
A tape recorder broke down,
I sit in the silence of that and I am glad it is.
I'm waiting for an answer, more hope, no.
Soon summer. This...
Outside the window there is construction going - working crane,
And closed the fifth year of the corner restaurant.
And on the table is the Bank,
And in the Bank of the Tulip, but on the window - glass.
And so go for years and years, and life will pass,
And for the hundredth time oil down fall of the sandwich.
But it may be a day,
May be I have hours, when we're lucky.
I'm waiting for an answer, more hope, no.
Soon summer. This...
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