The black umbrella was thrown out and carried away by a gust of strong wind
The girl with her hair disheveled looks out the window into the distance
Me, my friend, find out - after all, I am a Babaika
Dropping the sad light, the lantern looks out of the darkness
A comic book character smokes a cigarette and lets smoke out of his nostrils
The window still won't come out on the battlefield and not only on