it is a song,written by me)
first it was written in Russian,but some weeks ago i translated it into English.
i devoted this song to a girl who's very important for me.
russian version:
http://i39.beon.ru/60/50/1275060/39/40071439/0.mp3
english version:
http://i39.beon.ru/60/50/1275060/8/41790508/FromPetersburgtoOdesa.mp3
1. Your eyes now are probably empty like empty skies, Your hair is smashed and days for you are like winters. And somebody else burns bridges and hopelessly cries Only in thousand seven hundred kilometers.
You think,maybe,everything is so difficult now, But baby,your life consists only of stresses. It is rather difficult to ruin bridges right down, Especially from Petersburg to Odesa.
2. You probably now are reading a diary of him, You don't need,but you've also opened some sites. And he also wouldn't like to ruin bridges between, Even in some kilobytes, even in some bytes.
His words made you hurt like spells of wicked witch, His words was so bitter,like hot strong expresso. But why do you sit? come on,run,build the bridge From Odesa to Petersburg,from Petersburg to Odesa.
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"Troyeshchyna" Gymnasium Land
