Night lights are burning in the city, life is boiling in it. A bridge stretches across the river
A dandelion in macro photography followed by the rising sun
The city above the free Neva how good it feels for me in it
It's autumn time and it's time for the leaves of the tree
It moves between worlds and galaxies and it cannot be stopped
Life is too short for you and me to spend it on love
The plane is fenced with a fence grass is under it and the sky is above
And what is it I don't want I can't understand you how I
It looks like a curtain in the bathroom I've seen such