The Lost Meridian
My Autumn
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Zhit' - eto delat' veshchi
A ne priobretat' ikh
Stat' mashinoy
Radi lyudey drugikh
Kogda ukhodit smysl
I tsel' v gryadushchikh dnyakh
Na vsekh vokruge zlish'sya
Krome sebya
Pochemu tsenu tekh, kto s nami ryadom
Uznayom tol'ko, kak ikh poteryayem
Tak zhestok etot bol'noy mir
Besposhchaden k nam
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Kak bol'no uchit'sya na svoikh zhe oshibkakh
Smotret' v ch'I-to litsa s fal'shivoy ulybkoy
Delat' vid, chto vso v poryadke
So skripom v grudi vspominat', chto pozadi:
Darilo mne teplo
Rastayav
Skvoz' pal'tsy uteklo
Ne povtoryat' bol'she starykh oshibok
Chto b ne teryat' bol'she samykh blizkikh lyudey
Sotni kilometrov puti
Teper' pridotsya proyti
Budet vso vperedi!
Ne postavlena tochka!
Vremya vylechit vso
Eto zhiznennyy opyt.