konos with my hand, i hear a gentle voice nearby , dear, you are the saiyan lilac, let it be in bloomyou with you, be the one who gave to the sirs, why is it such a slide, i can’t understand, for the sake of my wounds, what’s in the sky. at the end of the day, maygo, for whom the battle is gone, gone, will never return, alesya, be the smolder of may, the kahanaya was, a flock in the lands of the past, weighing asap. to the very best of the stars, weep, go away, pack ashes for me, fogs, burnt trees, pity, dark-wrapped gifts, if i please. the fall weighs on the self-made zvenitsi platshamai. i've gone for a while and you won't come back, otherwise you'll be dark-skinned, shaggy, you'll be a flock on the rise of the past, the decline of the sky, the spontaneous birds, the links of the chain. good evening, sweetheart, where are you going, tell me a fair tale, where will you live? good evening, sweetheart, where are you going, tell me a little tale, live, i’ll live. lavaty, i live in the river lavars , i heard your little hut in the heavens, i graze the horses, and i live for the ferry, he