The road to the field leading to the hills. Blue sky
On the ship closer to the sunset to sit and watch how good it is
Flooring - a path to the sea to the bungalow. The dawn sky
Rose has grown up wants to go outside the fences want to watch the neighbors
Fabulous art, sickles of the moon on the crowns of trees, a girl on a ladder to a tree, rises to one of them
The smell caused the sneakers to smoke, the laces to untie
I wanted to eat ice cream, but I was frozen to the bone
A girl in Venice dressed in a masquerade to go to a ball
Branch to me and so on to the east of the city center