Bratov4etka mi mi kaza za gackt i v parviq moment v koito go 4uh mislqh 4e e luda 4e go haresva.No v posledstvie po4nah da go slu6am i otkrih 4e e strahoten
Ima neveroqten glas a secter garden e edna ot negovite lubimi pesni
My eyes that floated in glass were simply
Looking at you
The fragments of kindness are also missing
The repeating signals
Continue to speak of love only out of my lips
I take out the plugs running from my entire bod
