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
And I can do it like this, and you can do it like this
The motorcyclist stands with his back to the motorcycle and walks away from him
A cart with green grass and bright flowers growing on it against the background of the night sky illuminated by moonlight
Lamborghini my greetings from him light from the windows