The night light of the city is reflected in the river
The star of the atmosphere is the beauty of the cosmos
In the tunnel in the Subway, only the light is reflected from the trips
The monster and the guards with bows watch the ship sailing down the river between the rocks
The blue monster is smiling, a blur with eyes and a smile
One of the two lions is standing and the other is lying down, as if they know they are being photographed
The field is wrapped in night fog, on the outskirts of which the flickering light of a lamp is visible
The situation is such a girl and the hand of a monster