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There was once in the city, big agitation
very big performence was played
every one had a good time, but there was exception
Young lady in the first row had everything ignored
Even that the singer singed only for her
And though he was loosing his mind for her, she laughted and applauded
In the second act singer was singing more cautiously
But the young lady was still windy
Till the moment, when all of a sudden someone said this words:
Do not frolic missy!
though you're not a miracle!
not so fast, missy not so fast!
you will not melt the ice from my heart that fast
Do not frolic missy!
though you're not a miracle!
not so fast, missy not so fast!
you will not melt the ice from my heart that fast
The other day I was invited to the exposure
For exhibits late at night in deep basements
Is it was canvas of master's John or Kanten
I don't remember this
There was big pictures, colorful canvas
with indecent ladies moody drafts
lucky it was only dead art
Do not frolic missy! though you're not a miracle! not so fast, missy not so fast! you will not melt the ice from my heart that fast
There was also other moment, which I don't forget
There was once afternoon and unvailing hopes
Because of the girl from the end of the hall smilar to rose
her dance destroyed my innerself peace
Then happend a strange incident
I don't know how it was
It's hard to tell
One thing I remember
How I sang to her:
"Mouth is silent, spirit sings"
"Mouth is silent, the world is ringing"
But the girl hadn't heard
already busy with dancing
Dancing she had singed that what I remember
"Do not frolic mister! though you're not a miracle! not so fast, mister not so fast! you will not melt the ice from my heart that fast"
Do not frolic missy! though you're not a miracle! not so fast, missy not so fast! you will not melt the ice from my heart that fast