The spring time is here again, I'm flathered because of it, because of it it really doesn't matter, because of it I feel...

Mozhno skazat' schto i prishla kto-to kuda-to ushel kto to nashel okno ono pustoje vovse ne odno, cherez nevo prihodit vesna mozhno skazat' shto zdes' ona, no kto vse vremja puskajet odkritije okna i meshajet nam smotret' gde i kuda kto-to kuda-to uhodit i kto kogo nahodit...
No mozhno skazat'....
Ah, tak pust' budet tak.
Vse vremja to zhe samoe, mir idet h koncu i mi prachemsja v oskolkah zhiznji i zhdjem.
Poka vse pridut, i ujdut i najdut svoje okno.
A mi zdohnem bez vozduha.
ha.


Oh, well, so be it.

Smile, you're on youTube and stay in myspace.

Viva la computore

Ciao, bao, cacao