Заходитись в?д жалю та втрати,Зачиняючи для брат?в ржав? грати.За ст?ни в?йськового шпиталю В?дправляють тих, хто вмирати права не ма?.Для когось то поп?л на пол?Залишився в результат? безглуздого бою,А для когось - то земля, ?...

Multicolor lights are reflected in puddlesWe were alone in this city of muddlesRattle of tram, water under my feetListening to Аfrican jazz I roam the streetBored faces, and distortion of roadMy sarcastic view a little softer than boul...

I keep in mind that marvelous minuteYou appeared from dream I could see,Like fleeting illusion so dear,Like beauty’s creation to me.In lingering and hopeless sorrow,In bustling life, just like it seems,I heard your voice and I...