Here it is a snack in Russian, herring with potatoes
It's fun to roll down from the sky on a multicolored rainbow
The treble clef combines both a microphone and notes and cassettes any music belongs to it
It's terrible for me to come to a barbecue on a red Ford
Sliced watermelon and juice from it in a glass with a straw
It's cozy, there's light in the windows, they're waiting for you at home
It's not just bandits hiding in the night darkness