"подбираю слова, как кубики, пока не выпадут три семерки" Полозкова
Through all my life there were some days,
When I was loving you,
And they were deeper than deep space,
They've been my second youth:
Through all the sorrows of my life
You've shined, star unreally bright,
But nor can I see you neither find
Now, blind and wounded inside.
When I was loving you,
And they were deeper than deep space,
They've been my second youth:
Through all the sorrows of my life
You've shined, star unreally bright,
But nor can I see you neither find
Now, blind and wounded inside.