The heart of beauty Inclined to betrayal And to change Like the wind of May With a tender smile They swear on having passion Crying, laughing, When betraying us Always laughing And captivating us And betraying us In same playful mood Zemfira in Dnepropetrovsk, 08/03/2008 To be continued…

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