Я открыл ящик тумбочки, пусто внутри, Ты гори...

I opened the drawer of the nightstand, empty inside,
You burn - do not burn, you look - do not look,
And managed to forget that they parted,
How your eyes smiled at me
Around me, everything turned into a whirlpool,
Days pass, fly, adding hassle
At work and at home, washing the clock,
Now you trade a face, then you wash your underpants,
The petty vulgarity of deeds - a net of confused and angry,
Do not break this network, everything fell through the floor !!!
Like a bolt from the sky, I am stunned !!!
Your laundry was lying there ... Wait ... Empty ... He ...