I'll braid my braid and all the sailors will follow me, striped style is always in fashion
A lot of drops on the glass, and behind them the sky
I like to play with words there are billions of them
All the characters of the Simson parodies are waiting
The Elven city. Male elves play dice, female elves walk past them
A walk to rake colorful leaves into a pile and sprinkle them from head to toe
Beautiful background headphones music comes out of them
Do not part with your loved ones, sprouting in them with your whole skin
Art apartments of the gambler who killed the monster