Merry Christmas to you! The gifts are packed in gold boxes with a bow!
The pier is a wonderful place you can look at it endlessly
Morning fog when you wake up in the car on the way home
And only here, on a cliff, you can be free, like a bird
Ilya Muromets, where did you see a stone with a pointer here?
IT'S YOUR TURN GIRLFRIEND THESE FLOWERS ARE FOR YOU