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And we don't dream about the rumble of the cosmodrome or this icy blue
We cook cherry jam without a stone in the basin
Here we, chny cold grandfather and darkness
We rejoice in the last , warm days of autumn
Curvature of the spine will be cured by a manual therapist
We only see what we want to see
Chemical treatment kills nature
Ugly expressions and mate kill love
We track the bmw racing in the races on the m3 highway
Empty courtyards, walking again
Kitten. And what's outside the window? It's raining again
Glamorous flowers , will reveal your soul