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Where there is no black and white stripes,
There is always the soul enveloped frost.
Time suffers but does not forgive all offenses.
What had happened to my memory who will explain.
Small hand a few words about,
At the turn of another in love read.
All that you know everything that you remember about it.
Frames per album for a long time covered with ice.

According zheltevshie photo pair of eyes watching
Album. Full memory, sitting in a half-turn,
I'm at school, it is clear at the sight of all,
From them, I become younger and again,
Signatures illegible handwriting behind,
On the back of memory as if from an old notebook,
Words are taken, and the photo on the crumpled corners,
And those moments are gone sold as a hammer.
Such fabric material we divide the money
If the size of a less sentimental
Important feelings. Lost something weighty
These scribbles on the back if benefit
Conduct of life through time, that heals,
But sprung a leak *** *** forever.
Dream Minus know that the meeting ever
Warm feelings and these are only tests
On my head over it I'm hungry pigeons
Emotionally devastated but did not apologize.
Nevertheless, old-time photo
And the person on it will not be like before friends.
And in this maelstrom in a whirlpool I like in a coma,
But who will help me. I know anyone but me
Himself. Change had long been preparing myself
On the back of the photo was signed "With love!"

Where there is no black and white stripes,
There is always the soul enveloped frost.
Time suffers but does not forgive all offenses.
What had happened to my memory who will explain.
Small hand a few words about,
At the turn of another in love read.
All that you know everything that you remember about it.
Frames per album for a long time covered with ice.

Centerfold photo cards where almost May
In the dim light bulb fragments of dreams.
Bear in mind it is necessary to honor the memory not to forget anyone
How far gone is not a silent movie.
At the turn of the time, the names of the features of the fire
Glow, there are fly by left
At the heart of the trail, so much so that would be a little deeper,
Come on you need someone or served your term.
In heat or cold circling in my head fragments of the past,
Please do not forget to recollect even the pretext of troubles,
Those years of the blessed memory fragments
That sometimes kolyat soul like a needle.
How incessantly remember evenings spent
Sorry now only on those photo moments frozen.
Let the days seem ostyvshimi views
I wish I could be now with you there.
Forgive me, if something goes wrong, do not hold grudges
Yes, like it was not such, but only in appearance.
Who is still with us who is still in flight,
And who then will remain on the turn.

Where there is no black and white stripes,
There is always the soul enveloped frost.
Time suffers but does not forgive all offenses.
What had happened to my memory who will explain.
Small hand a few words about,
At the turn of another in love read.
All that you know everything that you remember about it.
Frames per album for a long time covered with ice.

You're in tears more than once leafed through our photo
They are still young but I'm proud.
It took quite a few years I have been on my feet too firmly
Started a family had gone for a long time out of the sport.
And how are you? probably do not remember
Maybe for the better why torment nerves
Time takes its leaving no mercy
Not interchangeable no. None of this should
Search incentive not unbearable at times.
Thank you for the life that seemed to play
So strange to shed tears flipping through albums
At the turn of each frame time and number.
From salt stains remain no more
Like all over again I wanted to chance.
Oh. I walled up within the four walls
Would not say not a word.