The girl will not remain indifferent from such a bouquet
In Sweden, in a field where small grass grows, there is a big stone, there is a small house behind it, a forest, ancient trees grow there and the sky is a soft blue color
An iceberg grows out of the fog like an icy mountain
I will warm you with tea and the warmth of a smile
Now the game will begin and the pawns will fall into place
After the rain, the day will warm up and people will go for mushrooms