Well To Me - To Cross, Whether That,

Well to me - to cross, whether that, these seconds? So it very often happens. All time to be christened successively, whether that? About it I lift revolt by the ship, I am pulled out on a deck, I climb on a mast and I lift a black flag! And on it on the one hand it is written: "I Love Egor ", and with another - the same. I a little there still will sit, I will shout, I will unburden the heart, all right? To me - in the sea - it is always recollected - children's, : I do not trust , neither an old age, Nor a cry, neither groan, nor a decay! The wind has got confused in a sail, - waves have muffled in foam! And we - on a wave will rock, we will look: that will be that becomes. After all we never come to an end, we - strained . And if shyness will hold down us hearts with coast - we will boil! And over I become blue a precipice of Zapljashem dry feet. Now for from a mast I could pick up something is better, but I speak: that from a kindergarten was in a shower is recollected, for you waited - waited.