Behind the trees you can see wooden houses in the fog
At night on the seashore you can watch the boats as the wind blows on their sails
There is fog on the lake and only in the distance can you see a small house on a pilaf
In the hot summer, it's nice to sit on a pebble by the lake, even if you're a little girl
Multicolored threads and a clothespin with the inscription I love you
The universe is infinite if you look around carefully
Super car, silver - and you are the king of the roads