The cat presses its paw to its muzzle, trying not to laugh
The girl is not on the bench and next to the violin
A red-haired girl is not cold in the snow in winter
Not afraid of rusting, she makes her way through the city knee-deep in water
I will decorate the Christmas tree and wait for miracles
Today there is a disco in the jungle, today we will dance
Black and white photos will be brought in headphones with discs