In the silence of an exciting captivity -I want to write poetry looking at this photo
Well, it won't be necessary yet, and I understand you want to
What a delicious and fragrant beer from the barrel, and I want to lick the foam from the glass
In a dream I want to visit the moon and touch the month
The steeper the jeep, the further to go after the tractor
A child dreams of becoming a person wants to become a juricht