The miracle is sleeping, it's tired, I didn't wake it up
It's warm in the hut, and it's a starry night outside
Vintage from other cities and villages and it wouldn't be interesting how it pisses me off
It's not just a curly-haired puppy, it looks like a plush toy
He loves, he doesn't love, he'll press it to his heart, he'll send it to hell
Headlights and yes, what do you know about me, I haven't even spent the last years of my life on shifts
Berries I do not know such an inscription in Sumerian about Satan