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The black and white robot of our time
After all, our love has run out of battery
What would our earth look like if there were no atmosphere
Rodostya joy in our head for everyone
Magic ribbons of our wooden hearts
Backpack on our shoulders, we go to the groin
Our tractors are the best tractors in the world
Time flies not noticeably for our existence
We are responsible for our planet, think about it
A rare camera and film is our first
So it would be if our planet suddenly became a ball of multicolored threads
Trees on earth are our life