Bothered me to go
In that jacket that me
Fourth month
Heats, but thus ''smothers''.
And as me starts feeling sick,
As soon as I will put on a winter jacket,
On the street cold, frost,
Dirt and snow on asphalt lie,
And outside already the fifth of March,
I want quicker the spring
To put on a blue jacket,
To feel all over heat.
Bothered me to go...
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