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Прядь непослушная дороги
Синий вагон метро
Путь622
ПрефиксMyPoems
Дине Баймухаметовой
Нам иначе нельзя,
мы должны раствориться в рассвете,
ночью звёздами выпасть
и снова травой прорасти.
Где же краски мне взять?
Как запомнить всё то, что приметил?
Как твой образ украсть?
И шепчу я: - "Родная, прости..."
Нам иначе нельзя:
мы снежинки, дождинки, мы строчки.
Мы уносимся прочь.
Наш удел быть всё время в пути.
Улетаем скользя...
Мы не ищем дорог, что короче.
Нам порою невмочь,
но нельзя нам, родная, грустить.
Нам иначе нельзя...
Мы дорогу избрали с рожденья.
Нас не гонит никто,
просто мы разучились стоять...
Долгий путь – не стезя,
шорох ночи – не глас провиденья,
только новый виток,
как твоя непослушная прядь.
More about creation background and etc ...
Feb 20, 2002
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Автор исполнитель песни на мои стихи
Пристов Михаил
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