Delicate tulips and forget-me-nots on the background of a lake in Geneva
The Red Cross for example is on me even if it is???? it will be good that you will fucking break the ina's ankles thank you
On the streets of the summer city you can see beautiful flowers on the windows of houses
Don't look at me lying down, I see everything and hear everything
You look in the mirror, but apart from yourself you will see the city because it is me
Each white pawn looking at itself in the mirror sees itself as a queen. We always see what we want in the reflection
How I want to unlearn now where there will be only me you and the sea
There are not many goodies, you smile and your heart will sing