the ashes painted the city with some kind of witchcraft color, and madvileta, madvileta, and my fatherry and beautiful, how i love you, how afraid i am of you, know i saw you, i am in an unkind hour, often sit in my midnight darkness, eyes black and rebellious, and i wake up, my granddaughter is crooked, and there is no one here to take pity on me, if i had not met you, i would not have suffered so much, i would have lived my life. smiling, you bought me, black eyes, took away my happiness forever, black eyes, very passionate, very burning and beautiful, how i love you. i'm so afraid of you, i saw you, i'm not good enough. yak croup on the scyoklas with a fraction , substitute the mixer, the snowball flew towards the doby, oh good, oh good, it flew. i need a discount, oh, good, oh, good, you pooped me in a sheepskin coat and for a walk, come with me , leave me alone, for some reason, oh, good, oh, good, above the turnips, the windows are burning, over the turnips, a snowball is flying, codima, without an accordion, oh, okay, oh, okay, call me without an accordion , oh, good, oh, good,