Ни осталось ни кого ни меня ни тебя...

There is no one left, neither me nor you nor him

A web of thoughts, a mug of tea, but the heart is counting minutes

There is a past - yes, the vulgar, there is now - but not for us

Your online status and what ... I'm extreme again

You don't write, but you can hear - you breathe

On the other end of the line, in a big city

Snowflakes in the streets, everyone is sulking

They were left there alone and the lights

All in their boxes, typing lines deftly

Hello - bye, here's a game

Enough, it has arrived, but it is not enough to want

Hello - bye, fly

When I said goodbye, I smiled

And in the morning he gets up and looks in the mirror

She squints: what are you drawn to her? ..