Святые грешники. Неистовый (#2) _ Kutsal Günahkarlar. Çılgın (#2)

Govoryat, chto zhizn' - eto krasivaya lozh', a smert' - boleznennaya pravda. Nikto i nikogda ne zastavlyal menya chuvstvovat' sebya boleye zhivoy, chem paren', kotoryy sluzhit postoyannym napominaniyem o tom, chto vremya na iskhode. On - moy zapretnyy plod. A yeshche on - byvshiy moyey sestry. No prezhde chem osuzhdat' menya, vy dolzhny znat'. YA uvidela yego pervoy. YA polyubila yego pervoy. Odinnadtsat' let spustya on vorvalsya v moyu zhizn' v nadezhde dat' nam vtoroy shans. Din Koul khochet stat' moim. Nadeyus', ten ne opozdal. Din Govoryat, chto samyye yarkiye zvezdy sgorayut bystreye vsego. Vosplamenyayet moy razum to him. Yeye ostroumiye, sargastichnost i dobroye serdtse. V mire, gde vse skuchno, ona siyayet, kak Sirius. Odinnadtsat' let nazad sud'ba razluchila nas. Na etot raz vse budet po-drugomu. Dobit'sya yeye - slovno proyti cherez pole bitvy. No poemomu menya i nazyvayut Neistovym. Rozi LeBlan siko uznayet, kak svirepo ya mogu borot'sya. I zavoyevat' yeye - stanet samoy sladkoy moyey pobedoy.