Lyrics Обе две - Яблони

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my dear male smokers
my adults in foreign cars
I check boxes daily,
I am waiting for the daily gloves from the mark

my dear with obsessive eyes
fumbled in balconies and arches
I danced to a fight
and today I was dancing,
yes my body is time ...

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall
fall thrown
the fall

we would be smoking in the vestibule
more often
recount vertebrae sticking out
and we have surnames
but you, but you, my boy is not mine

We would be less and a little bit closer
and preferably in the summer in paris
or here but on the french balcony
but you, but you, my boy is not mine

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall
fall thrown
the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall

apple trees have dropped petals
how are we each other
thrown in the fall
fall thrown
the fall