A rifle lies among the stones, it finds targets deftly
A chic motorcycle and a beautiful slender brunette riding on it
It's fun to roll down from the sky on a multicolored rainbow
Life is too short for you and me to spend it on love
The plane is fenced with a fence grass is under it and the sky is above
Don't think about the bad, life is short to waste it on sadness
It is always damp on the embankment of St. Petersburg in winter
A park strewn with tulips and a large building behind it
You look in the mirror, but apart from yourself you will see the city because it is me