Someone will ask me. Why are you so cheerful? Why are you so joyful? Why? Why to you to spit on a bad weather? Why you want to fly?
Because i love
I am not afraid of a cold. I won't escape trоt. I am not afraid of war. I am not afraid of fire. I will depart to stars. Because I strongly love. And I will make all for The sake of her.
Because i love
Sometimes when I'll be finally sick I won't sleep,I will take quill. When it becomes absolutely dark, I will plaing rock... I will plaing rock...