You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll wither and I will rise
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll be the one with the endless sighs
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll wither and I will rise
You're the flower that will never bloom
There are no miracles under the sky
There are no miracles under the sky, the sky!
There aren't miracles for you and I
Forgive it all!
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll wither and I will rise
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll be the one with the endless sighs
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll wither and I will rise
You're the flower that will never bloom
There are no miracles under the sky
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll wither and I will rise
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll be the one with the endless sighs
You're the flower that will never bloom
You'll wither and I will rise
You're the flower that will never bloom
There are no miracles under the sky
Встретил однажды Никиту Ивакуру в маршрутке в Армавире. Он ехал на рынок за рассадой.
Я у него спросил что сажать собираетесь, помидоры, баклажаны, может патиссоны?
"Хуессоны!" - ответил Никита и засмеялся. так неприятно...
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