The girl will not remain indifferent from such a bouquet
In Sweden, in a field where small grass grows, there is a big stone, there is a small house behind it, a forest, ancient trees grow there and the sky is a soft blue color
An iceberg grows out of the fog like an icy mountain
Now the game will begin and the pawns will fall into place
After the rain, the day will warm up and people will go for mushrooms
I will warm you with tea and the warmth of a smile