On the lips my happiness vyshe… (Lara Mishanova)

On the lips my happiness vyshenne…teary Smile at you…And pray to you Almighty to fix the fate of patches…Forget about something extra-there’s long been paid for…From me to you – always personal…And therefore the lines platinumpalladium sometimes sublime,where again I write about the main intoxicating…Eyes… Lips cherries…Smile zaplaceno afraid – not to say too much…