barno mistrai mi carmento, oddio, vorrei mori. damn, we need to prepare something new already. remember in one show, in an operatic manner, god never felt an arrow in my heart. and how? well, funny. so the people didn’t expect it or what? play it slow, please, here. yes, arrows shot into my heart, i want them to fly past me, nedaugar, golden notes of romance, myself... did a lot for the st. petersburg youth in the palace of pioneers, he was the artistic director, i very much i would like us to applaud him now, because no one except my grandfather was involved in creating music. rankings, i was born 4 years later than he left, this is our connection, and i also carry my grandfather’s genes, so... we play, we play, yes, of course, anomaly, all evening my eyes are in eyes, you moved away, i followed you from around the corner and attacked us, but who already knew, the next morning i’m alone with myself, listening to music and i like it, but once again there’s pain in my head and my thoughts are singing, you thought you didn’t notice, but i you walked with a bass foot in the snow n