Александр Беркет Александр Беркет

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Поэты песенники 8.1

Александр Беркет & Alex K - Небесная акварель

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The cold rain rushed into windows and became damp so, suddenly
Such pranks of weather, suddenly reminded me about tomorrow
That waits for me and where I will be who does not know, only Gods
Give me signs in this world and I read, these lines...

So there is a wish to sigh freely, not to be the slave to a sacred body
To look at all not forcedly and to believe that somewhere summer
The heat gives emotions and freshness of these relations
Which got stuck in the numbers, those days, inconceivable doubts...

I am carried away again by a wind, those days where were with you together
Let not to return them, but their word, now forever in this song
Likely for someone wildness, everything to remember and to store the moments
I simply created pictures, then stored in myself that tenderness...

The cold rain will dilute paints, traces of a heavenly water color
Again will enter my consciousness and will begin to draw April that
In which we with you together, laugh and we run on a meeting
To those warm days, to love and happiness, now they only part us...

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