Multicolored liquids splash out of the glasses merrily
Spa atmosphere, heart-shaped stones are laid out on the surface, towels are rolled into a tube and candles are burning nearby
The girl, with her hand raised, looks out the window
Me, my friend, find out - after all, I am a Babaika
Dropping the sad light, the lantern looks out of the darkness
The window still won't come out on the battlefield and not only on