"I was made for loving you, pipsqueak ..."
(Paul Stanley).
(C) Vladimir Bulchukey (not yet Wlodek Black)
... Night.
Only an hour before dawn.
Before the funeral
with everything, forever.
Forever ...
The box is the ticket ...
The station in the country
You do not wait for a train ...
Say goodbye forever to his beloved
and goodbye to all your friends say;
From spring to spring you by
of the spring through the years are flying ...
Let
not crying girlfriend
no consolation -
so is it worth so sob ...
The sadness
the vicious circle
grief and fidelity
throw nowhere ...
Say goodbye forever to his beloved
and goodbye to all your friends say;
From spring to spring you by
of the spring through the years are flying ...
You!
What you're not satisfied,
at the dawn of love,
great life begin? ..
... Just whose
brutal will
quench forever thine
capita hot? ..
Say goodbye forever to his beloved
and goodbye to all your friends say;
From spring to spring you by
of the spring through the years are flying ...
August 1982 (no typo);
military construction part.
