Я на тебя смотрел. Александр Шмырин
say the word love to me
Better later.
Everything is still ahead.
Come on, it's hot enough
Write about love.
My favorite Tamarka.
I'm sorry.
It's hard for me
no matter how good.
16 years already.
And I'm still nobody.
I will be 17 years old soon
And what could I do?
And what have I done?
What feat have I accomplished?
Why have I lived for 16 years?
There are rays of
dreams in my soul
In the midst of the darkness of loneliness
Psychology of throwing
Creative writing.
How naive I was
And how funny he loved
Yes, I've changed a little now.
I don't have many friends.
I was too strict with them.
How naive I was.
But I said goodbye to her.
We will gain wisdom over the years
Let 's leave naivety in youth
We will find friends and comrades.
We fully know life.
Here is man and here is nature
Light, rays, rustling leaves.
Of course, from year to year
You and I will be better.
It was a year ago with Tamarka
I've matured more this year
And my view is already unclouded
I see the world more and more clearly.
Not only the first love
Able to ascend with inspiration
Not only the first love
Capable of leaving with bitterness.
Not only the first love
Capable of hurting and forgiving
With him into the eternal past
Take away a piece of the heart.
I fell in love
It's completely different
Quite , quite
Not like a boy
My dear toy
I fell in love with a beautiful beautiful
Another
I don't know whether to cry with bitterness
Or to rejoice in a new luminary
And is it really possible?
Suddenly fall in love with another?
She is closer and understandable to me
And the voice is trembling beckoning
It sounds so gentle and pleasant
Wrapping velvet around me.
I don 't know whether to cry bitterly
All conscientiousness will be excused
After all, a year ago I loved Tamarka!
Or did I just change? I
draw
her and send greetings in my thoughts
Pigtails apron is just a mystery
And I listen to her answers
Beautiful in physics.
But still I won't forget you
My first look, my Tamarka.
Thanks to you, I wanted to be
As romantic as Petrarch.
Thanks to you, the diary appeared
I wrote a lot of impressions there.
You are Tomka my life-giving spring.
I learned my first love with you.
Bicycles, summer, laughter
Wonderful magic rays
Today I am a student. I've grown up.
I'm sorry.
I haven't forgotten you.
And I won't forget to death.
That the first love was.
And that there will be no such thing.
Часы
Часы частично час чеснули
Часишки, чусеньки, чусы
баюшки баиньки буснули
бесняться булице бусны
сонливо светит сунный свет
созвездьям свездышек своих
мамлычит маменьий медмедь
малышка мышка млит
Часы частично час чеснули
Часишки, чусеньки чусы
баюшки баиньки буснули
бесняться булице бусны
Русский рок
какой денек прекрасный день душа поет о боже мой мне силы моя любовь дает а как приятно жарко петь о любви моя любовь Тамарка ты меня прости
как жить легко и радостно и солнышко кругом и воздух чист и радостно я людям улыбаюсь деревья воздух. солнце играю я с тобой заигрываю с ветром воспоминания пчелы суетятся жужжат работают с троят и строят наших встреч соты а как приятно жарко петь о любви моя любовь Тамарка ты меня прости
о Томик вспомнил я тебя моя первая любовь и божество я вас любил сказал бы Пушкин боготворил сказал бы Я окунулся в волшебство волшебный мир мне подарила Томка и вдохновение, пафос и любовь а Томик все переживает и взгляды робкие вослед бросает моя Тамарка