The fighter is flying over the ocean. You can see the launch of the rocket
From the height of the flight you can see a beautiful landscape with fields and ponds
A person's face is painted on the stones, you can go inside it, the mouth is open
From the mountains you can see the lake and the sky
You look in the mirror, but apart from yourself you will see the city because it is me
Stop for a moment, a drop of blue water falls and bounces again, raising a column of water