This all seems crazy. The madness of clean, filtered, desalinated water.
Who do you expect harm from?
Stitched linen, chest too weak to breathe native air
Three cheers
Somewhere behind, already far ahead
Let's touch our brains
And only eight thousand two hundred were needed
Ninety-eight thousand two hundred rubles
And the car, scary
But you can avoid getting wet and even warm up
The car is scary, but why is it needed?
I'd rather buy myself cigarettes and cheap wine
And I’ll bury the money on the playground in the sandbox