Robert Carlyle's eyes looked out from the painting
The New Year is coming and brings with it a round dance of gifts! Red, blue, pink.. Sequins, ribbons all around.. The holiday is coming to us with good!!
I will not raise my hands to you I will ask for peace
I will protect you no I will protect you in general, keep the berries
On the beach it will tan well the wind will all fly away
Boundless flight of imagination. Where will he go this time