david tumanov, he called it oriental.he stage emin the legendary eastern warm house only falls snow. i'm standing in the entrance opposite your house waiting for you to pass. and to be. maybe i should see you strangely and funny, he won’t say about his love. god, i don’t know if you love or not. it is better. than admitting to hear no in response. and i'm afraid to hear. hearing me the song picked up on the guitar. it is a pity that you do not hear it, because sadness does not hide in it. i called you the most tender and beautiful. and it's true at night quiet, i write poetry. let everyone at the age of 19 love each line only dots after the letter e. you will understand, of course, everything i wanted to say. but failed. i write poems. let everyone write at the age of 19 every line, only the dots after the letter o, you will understand, of course, everything that i wanted to say, but in the spring. always be in spring. can you tell me, yes, maybe to me. you say be, can you tell me, yes? happy new year friends thank you i