RUSSIA1 Kogda July 4, 2024
When is everyone at home . Lead me wind the forgotten road between thickets thorny in fogs, clouds, there i will conquer. Im a little, what to cry because the road to the stone is far, far away. And if you jump from a stone, turn into an eagle and sing a cold sip, from afar, a stream, these are my brain poems, i understand, i have other music over quiet ones, there is more on the far side happened. I am to be born. I will fly over the stone , and i will see the light, and i, and this last most important one, i will fly, i will fly over the stone freely. At eagles and blue grasses. I see from a...