When there is no money and you have to pay for an apartment
There are onion rings on the board, there are potatoes on the table next to it, there is black bread and there is a herring on the board
There is a girl lying on the bed, who has a bare chest
At the table, the key to the heart is in your hands
On the worn boards there is a block and every little thing for life
There are no seasons in space: there is no winter and summer