The metropolis does not sleep. The engine roars. He doesn't let people sleep
The Crusaders are trying to escape but it doesn't work
The black dog is lying down and doesn't touch anyone
Who doesn't know the number 9 football player? Torres
He loves, he doesn't love, he'll press it to his heart, he'll send it to hell
Who doesn't like coffee, everyone loves fragrant, I want to drink right now, but I can't have this time