Beyond the lake is a forest, and beyond the forest is a mountain
The city is illusory. People are walking-pedestrians, their house is among the shop windows and pillars
One in the field is not a warrior the game is good
The sun is through the trees, everything is covered with flowers under your feet
The harvest is harvested, the fields are plowed, nature is resting
The cat is a genus of mammals from the feline family, the order is predatory
The old year 2012 is going away a new one is coming
Is this hell? Yes , it is and ... you'll like the man here.
Graffiti is the same art as the paintings in the galleries, only their gallery is the streets
The Bentley is in the garage, and the door is fully open
In the autumn forest, the road ran asphalt, but there is no car there, everything is empty