“I was reproached for everything except the weather...”
I was reproached for everything except the weather, and I myself often threatened myself with severe vengeance. But soon, as they say, I will take off my shoulder straps and become just one star. I'll flicker in the wires lieutenant of the sky and hide in the cloud, hearing the thunder, not seeing how the army under the onslaught of consumer goods running, pursued by a feather. When there is no longer what was around, it doesn't matter if they take you into the ring or it's a blitz.