There is a strong lightning over the city at night
There is a black boomer on the autumn street, the headlights are reflected in the wet asphalt
Fried chicken with a golden crust with baked vegetables and fried sausages on a plate. Nearby there is a glass of crimson wine
The girl jumps on the sea naked that there is no shame no conscience
There is a cloud in the sky in the form of a broken heart
There is beer in the barrel, pour the bottle and take it home
On the table there is a gun, a purse, keys and vodka
On the landscape there is a forest, a lake and houses
A brown-haired woman with big breasts is lying on the bed