Soldiers with weapons are trying to get into the room
The tango of candles from lighted matches will not extinguish the fire of love
Rows of flowers stretch into the distance against the background of a red sunset
The girl with the dagger looks piercingly at the background of the fire
A pair of cardboard danbo men warming themselves by the fire
The singer is photographed looking into the camera
Don't look into the barrel of the tank, you can be left without an eye
A path that goes into the horizon among the endless greenery
The portal is open. Ghosts are flying into the wild