Moral code - I choose you. Your eyes on the contrary tell me that you are a maniac. Your eyes on the contrary tell me that you don’t mind.
I CHOOSE YOU
(music by S. Mazaev, lyrics by P. Zhagun-Linnik)
I choose a city. The city chooses me.
I choose my lifestyle, name and passport office.
I choose the sky. Heaven chooses me.
I choose neon and air; winter Moscow courtyard.
I choose the time. Time chooses me.
I choose an April afternoon, a ragged branch of the river.
I choose my thoughts, my thoughts choose me.
I choose everything, I choose everything that I chose, what else do I want.
Chorus:
I choose you. I choose you.
Your eyes opposite me tell me that you don’t mind.
You choose me, you choose me.
You're playing with me again: you choose, you choose.
Translation of the song Moral Code - I choose you
I choose a city
City chooses me.
I choose your lifestyle
Name and passport office.
I choose sky
Sky chooses me.
I choose the neon and the air
Winter Court of Moscow.
I choose the time
Time chooses me.
I chose the April noon
Torn creek.
I choose to think
Thought I choose.
I choose everything that I chose
Why do I still want to?
I choose you
I choose you.
Your eyes in front of me
You choose me
You choose me.
Again you play with me,
Choose, choose.
I choose you
I choose you.
Your eyes in front of me
They say that you don't mind
You choose me
You choose me.
Again you play with me,
Choose, choose.
I choose you
I choose you.
Your eyes in front of me
They say that you don't mind
You choose me
You choose me.
Again you play with me,
Choose, choose...
I choose you
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I CHOOSE YOU
(music by S. Mazaev, lyrics by P. Zhagun-Linnik)
I choose a city. The city chooses me.
I choose my lifestyle, name and passport office.
I choose the sky. Heaven chooses me.
I choose neon and air; winter Moscow courtyard.
I choose the time. Time chooses me.
I choose an April afternoon, a ragged branch of the river.
I choose my thoughts, my thoughts choose me.
I choose everything, I choose everything that I chose, what else do I want.
Chorus:
I choose you. I choose you.
Your eyes opposite me tell me that you don’t mind.
You choose me, you choose me.
You're playing with me again: you choose, you choose.
Translation of the lyrics of the song Moral Code - I choose you
I CHOOSE YOU
(music by S. smudge next . P. Zhagun - Linnik)
I choose the city. City chooses me.
I choose my way of life, name and passport office.
I choose heaven. Sky chooses me.
I choose neon and air; Winter Moscow court.
I choose the time. Time chooses me.
I choose the April noon ragged bayou.
I choose thoughts, thoughts choose me.
I choose everything, choose all that chose what I still want.
Chorus:
I choose you. I choose you.
Me in front of your eyes say that you do not mind.
You choose me, you choose me.
You "re playing with me again: choose, choose.
Of course, I’m asking too much from fate, but I really want to appear in the credits of some series as the author of the idea. So that the music would be alarming behind the scenes, the faces of the actors, processed in the latest graphic application for the latest photo editor, would appear on the screen, and then, before the title, suddenly a loud, well-choreographed voice would say: “The original idea of the series is Valentina Lvova.” And drum roll to... Quietly, but with meaning. And then the name. "Cuticles of Destiny" Or “They cry through my hair.” Or even simply – “Cosmetic bag”.
After 20 episodes (to begin with), the following happens: a person ends up in the police department who solves crimes solely by the shape of hangnails, the state of his hair, or the set of cosmetics in the bathroom. This person's new colleagues are initially skeptical of the hero or heroine's superpowers. However, by the middle of the season, a close-knit team of police officers takes photographs of the suspect's crooked hair, after which the detection of crimes increases.
Constantly, from series to series, we are shown such supermen and superwomen. They are mentalists, they are detective writers with a creative approach to the plot, they remember everything they have seen in life, they recognize lies better than a lie detector, they sniff out murderers by smell. Or they are maniacs who perfectly determine where another maniac is hiding. Now the work “I See, I Know” has appeared on the NTV channel. There the lady came to the department and immediately calculated the wild number of scoundrels from the brow ridges, and also guessed how many children and divorces the dumbfounded police officers had. Lambroso in a skirt, constantly quoting Freud, Jung and Lacan.
Eyebrows speak to this lady from series to series. The nose is talking to her. "Little eyes speak." Cuticles haven’t communicated with her yet, so I’m still vying for the idea of a new series. Oh, I also claim the idea of identifying a criminal by lipstick. The heroine Zhanna repainted her lips three times during Monday’s episode alone, without changing her scarf. Once the frame is burgundy, matching the color. Frame two – pinkish-pale.
Another thing is interesting: otherwise, the plots do not differ from the plots that are developed in other series with other teams of police officers located next to another “foreign” body.
Agatha Christie had an episode where writer Ariadne Oliver praised Poirot for noticing the identity of the two detectives. The surroundings were completely different, but the plot scheme did not change. Now even the surroundings do not change. The only thing that changes is the one who comes to the police and starts talking with eyebrows or showing other tricks. Although you can still use laboratories with the whole team, where after the examination the printer prints in large multi-colored letters, which is a 100 percent coincidence.
And it makes us feel better that way, right? We need someone to talk to our ears and nose so that it is 100% certain that there is some kind of superpower. Otherwise we don’t believe it. Otherwise, evil will not be punished.
