Лорд Брайтон
the curse of the seas
so much secrets in glimmer of candles, shade by shade weaving their talesof rebellious maritime wanderers, cursed for ages and ageswe are leaving for far away shores, once again in grip of tailwinds once again ocean will sung to us those w...
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i walk, and i smoke
once i'm coming back in evening, having blown in some hashlife's become wonderful simply, and so good i must be madi walk. i smoke.and in the ears, chime rustling like leavesand there stands fog over Neva riverover Neva riv...
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girl and dolphin
there is talk, that dolphins they can talkthere's talk they really really talksee how in the sun backs shineit's them swimming to our sideany moment now they'll start to talkbut the dolphins that we met were kind of clammedthey...
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sleep, my brother
i am recalling cunt-n-cant!how could i've left it all outside that goddamn door?the keys from home, case with guitar, a piece of bread to feed the hungry birds on streetbut then it's cool it happened so, i'm now sitting on roof staring...
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no place for me in this world
sky's so gloomy and so gray. wind with trembling dirty handrubs the roofs, the walls and steeples. its face's all covered in lipstickcome to me and me alone--the full-breasted Harvest Mooni'm alone in crib's cold void--no place for me in this...
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wandering biorobot
minutes count the days, days count the yearsyou stand at the crossroads, not knowing what is your pathfuture is all mist, past is all deceit. future is all mist, while the past is deceittell us what do you dream of? maybe the happy tomorro...
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