It's terrible for me to come to a barbecue on a red Ford
A wooden bridge leads to the pier to the lake of night Sweden
Naked Olga resting on the island wants to jump into the pool
The image is like in a kaleidoscope, it feels like it's about to change to another picture
When I came home from work and even too lazy to undress
Fabulous art, sickles of the moon on the crowns of trees, a girl on a ladder to a tree, rises to one of them
Birds released from captivity, are torn to the sky, to freedom
And I just now didn't have to go to the store I can't understand