A fire-eating monster giant fights me off from a guy with a sword
Well yeah I know what you want me to I don't know what you want
The city above the free Neva how good it feels for me in it
A bouquet of chamomile was given to me for my birthday
Thoughts in my head do not let me sleep. Bad thoughts blow up the brain
I'll braid my braid and all the sailors will follow me, striped style is always in fashion
The night is tomorrow for work at home and not only for me and so on to the east until this moment