Monday, February 2
Pachka Sigaret
Translated:
But if there was a pack of cigarettes in my pocket
It's not so bad at present
And a ticket on a plane with a silvery wing
that flies up and left to earth only shadow
And nobody wants be guilty without wine
And nobody wants rake up the fire
And without music death isn't beauty
And without music don't want to die out
But if there was a pack of cigarettes in my pocket
It's not so bad at present
And a ticket on a plane with a silvery wing
that flies up and left to earth only shadow
Ahh.. I'm a fan! :)
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