knee-deep in the gorky sea, the camp site lesnoy uyut took out pearls from the shells of mermaids and fed them from his hand. some of us are running ahead, some of us are falling behind, but none of that matters. we are just drops from this river. wow, this is just about our native trumpet and our native gorky sea. it seems to me that the main thing in you is still this text, because you immerse yourself in them and leave. can the same night watch, basically. it's just a retelling of the plot of the film and the announcement of the next day's watch, at the end there, like, look. you know what will happen, uh, in fact, but you can listen to it forever, even if the film is already so-so for the third time. here is this or how it's not rap. well, maybe, most likely, the discoverers, listen, and who writes the text to you. yes also guilty, you just don't interfere, you help, you support, you inspire your project. yes, yes, but what kind of project is now sergey krestovsky, just in general, i started this path the first one wrote, and i started writing songs in general out of envy. and, th