The girl in the room, a beautiful dress. There is a large window in the room
Fried chicken with a golden crust with baked vegetables and fried sausages on a plate. Nearby there is a glass of crimson wine
There is a cloud in the sky in the form of a broken heart
There is beer in the barrel, pour the bottle and take it home
On the landscape there is a forest, a lake and houses
There is a black boomer on the autumn street, the headlights are reflected in the wet asphalt
Everything is calm in Istanbul, there is peace and quiet there
On the wall there is a clock with numbers and a phrase
On the table there is a gun, a purse, keys and vodka