Lanterns die away, It is time on a roof, to Listen as often, Neighbours breathe. Also love the friend to the friend And by a dream are killed, And hide in a pillow, Secrets of the beauty. Yes... Of It it is not sick, Stars did not concern... Fairy tales, my favourite, you do not read to me for the night, And I stamp on a roof. Coldly naked, Aerials swings, Last trolley bus, In depot does not meet, Lazy prank, Last week So remains, To the first blizzard a little. Yes... Of It it is not sick, Stars did not concern... Fairy tales, my favourite, you do not read to me for the night, And I stamp on a roof. La-bark-la-la-bark... Fairy tales, my favourite... I stamp on a roof.
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