It's good to be like a giraffe-always closer to the sunIt's good to be like a giraffe-always closer to the sun
He loves, he doesn't love, he'll press it to his heart, he'll send it to hellHe loves, he doesn't love, he'll press it to his heart, he'll send it to hell
We came to the sea by the impreza car . we are going by ship to another cityWe came to the sea by the impreza car . We are going by ship to another city
Acorns saying goodbye to an oak leaf cling to each otherAcorns saying goodbye to an oak leaf cling to each other
The cat presses its paw to its muzzle, trying not to laughThe cat presses its paw to its muzzle, trying not to laugh
The road to the field leading to the hills. blue skyThe road to the field leading to the hills. Blue sky