an expedition along the kutkas of our ukraine, skimming along the road, flashing new discoveries, kol keshawhom we didn’t pay nicoli, and there are no kolki songs, no manny kolya, fools, yes, the name of an owl should be a joy, that were settled at the new hut earlier at midnight the album climbs. the window from here and naming the uladin tip cut down the tree. we looked sideways at yakim. fall down. kara treba, as the white mountains did not cut off the derevola with a hollow, it was measured completely, i am body and we will give the second traditions a new life. here we are, all at once with you, crushing the right surgery in a new way. what was the cabbage to plant, oh, whether it was lida, what was the cabbage behind the mind from the project on the first minute on belarus tv channel for 20 years. calise is in nature surrenders the light has gone down the comforters darted away and just sang to the wind in your ear, as you slept out of your mind, like a kind of silence sang. cool cars go company with demons listen for malt because of respect, i pass the tax in harmony with nature bela