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Happy hours are not observed
The weather whispers, the rain is not a hindrance
Love and Passion do not fade away in our hearts
Not to walk on a zebra but to fly
I want to hug this breast not only
And takes me away into the ringing snowy distance
Save me my love
I don't know what you want me to do I don't know what I am
A poster with the inscription "Field work is not waiting!"on the fence.
Like a lamborghini, you will not find and describe the roof
Figs and cheese... Not enough wine
When will the hostess buy me a comb