A brunette in a white shirt is kneeling on a chair touching a roseA brunette in a white shirt is kneeling on a chair touching a rose
The city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touchThe city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touch
The child goes and touches the spikelets of growing wheat with his handsThe child goes and touches the spikelets of growing wheat with his hands