A brunette in a blue dress and orange beads touches a decanterA brunette in a blue dress and orange beads touches a decanter
The city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touchThe city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touch
The child goes and touches the spikelets of growing wheat with his handsThe child goes and touches the spikelets of growing wheat with his hands