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Кончина мадам Петуховой, Жуй, ПШ, Люк, Оркестр ЧЕ, Белые крылья, Nazareth, Alina Orlova

"Умница Вилл Хантинг", "Американская история Х" + ВСЕ Тарковского и Кустурицы

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любой вечерний ненапрягающий мусор:), кроме программ типа "дом2"

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining,
A bark o'er the water move gloriously on;
I came when the sun from that beach was declining,
The bark was still there, but the water is gone.

And such is the fate of our life's early promise,
So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known;
Each wave, that we danc'd on at the morning, ebbs from us,
And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone.

Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning
The close of our day, the calm eve of our night; -
Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning,
Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light.