, it’s just thank you. so zhen, guys , well, let's go to the list, okay, well, what's there, like a chasike, what are you , why are you grunting, well, look, everything is for you, where are you, i'm waiting for you , give me, give me this one, take this one and the little black one too, great, so everyone is arguing, right? what should i sing? well, i don’t know, your beloved, now let’s listen, it’s so strange, youth is gone, now it’s dressed in gold, yesterday there were still green leaves, rains. indian summer warmed me up, how long have i waited for happiness, like the dawn during insomnia, the dreams fell asleep, the pain went away, suddenly summer warmed up for the woman, the melting water would not flow. the water is not hot enough, it’s just that somewhere in a secluded tenderness and nest awoke, as if indian summer, like cut off wings, echoes of past hopes shot up, i’m afraid and thrilled by the warmth, how sweet, it hurts, woman’s summer, just the smell of color, wow, and i didn’t even know that you can make barbecue in an apartment , whatever they come up with, and where is the