The Sunset sonnet is a lyrical vignette spring colors! The Philadelphia missive must be kept in the idyllic deep verses of the chest; so, how the friend brings the friend kept, in the heart, of the heart! The waters dance, in the rhythm of the sunshine orchestra, and in the sentimental waltz of darkness! The word that does not pass through the knot of the throat, of the bottleneck of the poetic verses will not enter, in the inspired stanzas, the immortal literary composition! The firefly Jack, The Pirilampo Azul, of the night's utopias swift and serelepe, flies in the lusque-fusque twilight, in the poetic vanilla hops, of the night's utopias in the horizon of the hour of the evening, making declamations of verses of soapbubble light poems! Everything comes from the same trunk; and felt the coolness of the waters, here, there and spread everywhere, forming of the nations watercolor! The spring perfume fragrance, is the lyrical incense that unfolds the aromas of the inspiration o in the imagination, and awakens of the heart sensitivity ! The Poet enters into allegorical, lyrical and poetic syncope, due to the ecstasy of synecdoches, and vertigo regarding the depth of the implications of the stanzas sonnet ! The Poetry is a golden chisel that cuts, smoothes and sculptes a magnificent art work in mahogany, from the soul! I may be a step away from a sunny day or a step from an unprecedented storm! This time the Cnute of the poetry verses, the firing squad of the words, will not be switched, but the Homwm of the words will take the Cnute out of the hands of totalitarian despots! The old nature of the heart is a record player of chatter, insults and dissonant hubbub! The obscene obscurantism of the heart contrasts and opposes with the premises of the soul that yearns for the clear and crystalline waters of the sun glow ! The Woman is a castle of aphrodisiac mysteries and allegories! Your eyes are an oasis of temptation in the platonic desert of my soul! The inspired sperm fertilized an inspired egg from the verses of the race for the misunderstanding of Go, in the humanity! womb The wood splitter has conquered the phylacteries of the redhead scastellated with the treble clef! The glow of tears is a beacon, in the sea of storms sea! The veil of Moonlight Bride reveals the eternal romanticism of the night, laureate of sparkling constellations, the dazzling debutante in the sense of the word originality! The poetic solid carbon dioxide of the literary swamps, fabricate fog fantasies and gloomy angry chimeras in the rooted in the composition of heart stanzas! I erase all my days written in the God book , when I do not believe in his poem of Love! Rejecting God's righteousness means losing the immortal dream! The sense of well-being of the mathematics of life's satisfactions ends in an unpayable debt! The Man of Words keeps his sword in its scabbard, intertwined with threads sunshine, moonlight and shine , because love is a sublime expression that imposes itself! The true brave and warrior loves hisneighbour! Killing is not difficult, it is difficult to face life in your eyes! Who painted my green eyes with my motherly tears at windmills Hurricane uterus? The pampa guartel-general of stories and exploits, a stronghold of ingrained traditions, navigates the dynamic and powerful wheels of the continent, the line of wind measured by the horizon, the leafy and towering tops of trees, the vastness of the prairie soul, adorned with verses of deep waters, decanted and decorated with moonlight poems, in the thought and imagination of they people! The Blue Princess is wearingPilcha de Prenda to celebrate the ideals of the Farropilha revolution, the Way of freedom to true life! He cultivates the porongo plant and strumming a milonga on his guitar, whose name of the song: The Minuanoo howl teaches me that the blows wind wherever it wants! The Chinoca has blue eyes leaden color, attuned to the sapphire earrings. Its long hair is blacker than the long winter nights, which nestle in the lap of the jaboticaba tree, dreaming of Sabiá's fantasies !! Your boots are the color of Grumixama chimeras! In the corner of the howls of the minuano the blue Princess is dedicated to the sacred letters! The blue Princess deprives company with the Furbesco Indian of the curare sarabatana, because He learned the sacred letters from her! The coxilhas draw and poetically contour anatomies of female verses! , Maybe, The man of Words will taste the verses of the buds, of the poetic Bergamot in the sunlight of the yellow topaz of the alcove! The blue cannons shoot fireworks in the preamble of the autumnal pages!@@@zzz
Спасибо ,за милые альбомы песен ,они красивые и тёплые ,каждые по своему ,всего вам удачного.
НАСТАЛЬГИЯ ПРОСТО КАЙФ СПАСИБО
Максим и инфинити хит супер
Танюшка как хорошо что я тебя нашла в преддверии нового года. Слушаю неостанавливаясь. Это космос 👌👍🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥❤️❤️❤️❤️💋💋💋💋😍😘💃🍾
Тебе, без меня не жить, ты будешь, потом, будешь, нейчи❤твоё сердце, язабираю, всё прочай
... По больше песен в этом стиле! bravo
Инфинити - Увлечение (Альбом 2017)
01 Intro ( 00:00 )
02 Увлечение ( 01:24 )
03 Звезды ( 04:54 )
04 Сердце ( 08:12 )
05 Воланчик (feat. Гена Дудин) ( 11:37 )
06 Пусть музыка играет ( 14:54 )
07 Мой рай ( 18:36 )
08 Кайф ( 21:56 )
09 Это любовь ( 25:43 )
10 Танцуй ( 29:06 )
11 Признание ( 32:32 )
12 SEX ( 36:05 )
13 Увлечение (Sergey Pakhomov Remix) ( 39:46 )
класс!!!
@@лев-ф4з лоз
Класс!
Песни просто супер особенно Увлечение
Зажигаем
Круто.
BRAVO 👍💪
Голос прям вдохновляет
Мне очень понравилась музыка пусть музыка играет хвалю
Инфинити прикольно держать так дальше молодцы
Увлечение👍
Люблю вас я из Таджикистан
Эбача рафтэм ижевск
Всем привет кто рождён с80 те кто помнит90 большой респект, Наталья ты чудо посиделбы с тобой у костра попил пивка и приударил
супер девушка!
Ну может а музыка и песня
Я люблю
Песня под диско
***Классс***
Я от музыки просто иной раз балдею
🤟
Почему моно?
Может дело в твоих наушниках?
Щяс бы побыть в школе✌
Кллас
Вы звери. Кто дизы ставит. Ненравится идите мимо кто вас просит. 🤮🤮🤮🤮
Добавляйте альбомы по выходным дням!
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Супир
The Sunset sonnet is a lyrical vignette spring colors! The Philadelphia missive must be kept in the idyllic deep verses of the chest; so, how the friend brings the friend kept, in the heart, of the heart! The waters dance, in the rhythm of the sunshine orchestra, and in the sentimental waltz of darkness! The word that does not pass through the knot of the throat, of the bottleneck of the poetic verses will not enter, in the inspired stanzas, the immortal literary composition! The firefly Jack, The Pirilampo Azul, of the night's utopias swift and serelepe, flies in the lusque-fusque twilight, in the poetic vanilla hops, of the night's utopias in the horizon of the hour of the evening, making declamations of verses of soapbubble light poems! Everything comes from the same trunk; and felt the coolness of the waters, here, there and spread everywhere, forming of the nations watercolor! The spring perfume fragrance, is the lyrical incense that unfolds the aromas of the inspiration o in the imagination, and awakens of the heart sensitivity ! The Poet enters into allegorical, lyrical and poetic syncope, due to the ecstasy of synecdoches, and vertigo regarding the depth of the implications of the stanzas sonnet ! The Poetry is a golden chisel that cuts, smoothes and sculptes a magnificent art work in mahogany, from the soul! I may be a step away from a sunny day or a step from an unprecedented storm! This time the Cnute of the poetry verses, the firing squad of the words, will not be switched, but the Homwm of the words will take the Cnute out of the hands of totalitarian despots! The old nature of the heart is a record player of chatter, insults and dissonant hubbub! The obscene obscurantism of the heart contrasts and opposes with the premises of the soul that yearns for the clear and crystalline waters of the sun glow ! The Woman is a castle of aphrodisiac mysteries and allegories! Your eyes are an oasis of temptation in the platonic desert of my soul! The inspired sperm fertilized an inspired egg from the verses of the race for the misunderstanding of Go, in the humanity! womb The wood splitter has conquered the phylacteries of the redhead scastellated with the treble clef! The glow of tears is a beacon, in the sea of storms sea! The veil of Moonlight Bride reveals the eternal romanticism of the night, laureate of sparkling constellations, the dazzling debutante in the sense of the word originality! The poetic solid carbon dioxide of the literary swamps, fabricate fog fantasies and gloomy angry chimeras in the rooted in the composition of heart stanzas! I erase all my days written in the God book , when I do not believe in his poem of Love! Rejecting God's righteousness means losing the immortal dream! The sense of well-being of the mathematics of life's satisfactions ends in an unpayable debt! The Man of Words keeps his sword in its scabbard, intertwined with threads sunshine, moonlight and shine , because love is a sublime expression that imposes itself! The true brave and warrior loves hisneighbour! Killing is not difficult, it is difficult to face life in your eyes! Who painted my green eyes with my motherly tears at windmills Hurricane uterus? The pampa guartel-general of stories and exploits, a stronghold of ingrained traditions, navigates the dynamic and powerful wheels of the continent, the line of wind measured by the horizon, the leafy and towering tops of trees, the vastness of the prairie soul, adorned with verses of deep waters, decanted and decorated with moonlight poems, in the thought and imagination of they people! The Blue Princess is wearingPilcha de Prenda to celebrate the ideals of the Farropilha revolution, the Way of freedom to true life! He cultivates the porongo plant and strumming a milonga on his guitar, whose name of the song: The Minuanoo howl teaches me that the blows wind wherever it wants! The Chinoca has blue eyes leaden color, attuned to the sapphire earrings. Its long hair is blacker than the long winter nights, which nestle in the lap of the jaboticaba tree, dreaming of Sabiá's fantasies !! Your boots are the color of Grumixama chimeras! In the corner of the howls of the minuano the blue Princess is dedicated to the sacred letters! The blue Princess deprives company with the Furbesco Indian of the curare sarabatana, because He learned the sacred letters from her! The coxilhas draw and poetically contour anatomies of female verses! , Maybe, The man of Words will taste the verses of the buds, of the poetic Bergamot in the sunlight of the yellow topaz of the alcove! The blue cannons shoot fireworks in the preamble of the autumnal pages!@@@zzz
Много сраной рекламы
Бабушка говорила нет не рассказывай
у женщины должно быть красивое тело а не зашитое уродство
буз буз буз буз буз
Вполне терпимо и не навязчиво. Больше сейчас ничего и нет. Вы гривину слышали?
зачем японскую название.своё не могла придумать
Вообще-то с Японией ничего общего кроме названия авто, это английское слово переводиться как бесконечность
гадите познаватела
ах виш суки варуите у канала познавател ролики
пустоватенько....
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