and there is no one zherlinsky to bow his head on his chest, i know your adventure, you all say the same, and this long lip of yours is made up, she is measured soprano elena, god, i didn’t say anything like that and i won’t say it. it's not good of you, lena how bad of you, lena, i'm not lena , well, it's not good of you, elena vasilievna and in general, you don't have any feelings for me. to unfortunately i like you. don't you love your husband? i love you, lena. don't lie. a woman who loves her husband has not such eyes. i saw women's eyes, you can see everything in them. well, yes, you are experienced, of course. he left, you really would have done that. i never this shamefully shamefully realized that you don't love him. well, i do not like and do not respect. nothing follows from this. remove your hands. and why did you kiss me lying, you never kissed a liar with aiguillettes with you. i sang god, almighty we were alone, i even remember when it was it was november 3rd. we were alone and you kissed me, i kissed you for the voice i understood for the voice of the mother kissed, becau