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                        Is my old girlfriend,

                        Whose name is pillow.

                        The reason for my tears is simple —

                        My dreams, my hopes

                        Played a cruel joke on me.

                        My world was destroyed a long time ago,

                        It was burned to the ground a long time ago,

                        And now it is trampled to the end.

                        One love burned out,

                        And the other blossomed,

                        But this did not make it easier for me,

                        But only made it more painful.

                        Happiness is shattered,

                        As, indeed, am I myself.

                        I do not feel warmth,

                        There is no trembling, desires,

                        But only a terrible cold

                        That kills me from the one

                        To whom I had the imprudence to bring