The state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocksThe state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocks
Railings over the precipice with rocks in the cloudsRailings over the precipice with rocks in the clouds
Blue underwear on a snow-white sofa, and a beautiful girl in the middleBlue underwear on a snow-white sofa, and a beautiful girl in the middle
Clocks and rocks are somewhat similar , time flies and sometimes freezes like a layerClocks and rocks are somewhat similar , time flies and sometimes freezes like a layer