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2020.08.26.

It's not my fault

Oksana has a metallurgist (coal hill).
Svetlana has a dramatist (allways in the theatre).
Mary has an American (very sexy boy)
Natasha has an Italian (amore-more of mine).
 
It turns out that my dear mother
Had eight daughters.
 
Mom, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
If I still being alone and not wooed.
It's not my fault, it's not my fault.
Everybody says love will come suddenly and unexpected.
 
Tamara has a suitor (lucky girl),
He's a famous conductor (pretty lucky).
Olesa has an oilman (not bad)
And Tatiana has a producer (not bad at all).
 
And whether I gave promise of love,
Mom, but it's not my fault, it's not my fault.
Everybody says love, love is probably this.
It's not my fault, it's not my fault.
But if it's anyone's fault, it's my fault.
And mine... he could be a poet,
But there is some sort of bad luck with this.
But surely the best of all in the world
Is someone who sings love songs.
 
Oksana's groom (my gosh)
Became an oligarch (hang on, ladies).
Mary has a Neanderthal (very sexy boy)
With Tania, a weird Italian (amore-more of mine).
 
Maybe they are happy
Even without love.
Mom, but it's not my fault, it's not my fault
If I can't love a rich man without love.
It's not my fault, it's not my fault
If I can't love without love....
It's not my fault, it's not my fault
If I can't love a rich man without love.
It's not my fault, it's not my fault
If I can't love without love....
 
Oksana has a metallurgist .
Svetlana has a dramatist.
Olesa has an oilman.
Tatiana has a producer.
Oksana has an oligarch...
 
2018.06.01.

About love

There is a star in my hand
When I put it to my ear it makes sounds
My heart tells me, 'all the rest is rubbish'
The sky has no bottom and there are no movie tickets too
Today we will talk till dark about only one thing
 
About love, about you, about painfully familiar words
Everything that you said to me in the night
About love...
 
The pieces of the moon are duck-taped together
The people living on the Earth are to blame
The heavens are not to blame
I'll cup my hands to my mouth to shout louder
That's what I live for - to say these words to you.
 
About love, about you, about painfully familiar words
Everything that you said to me in the night
About love...