Rocky, rocky! You are not blessed, There is no darkness in the skies…. Mayday - we still don’t know Live and marinate in your dreams. So often we don’t value days, As the Lord gives souls, And we marinate them so thoughtlessly, Life is lamayuchi its own. And our day is unique, You can't bring him back... Unbearable to God so much We pray for peace and harmony! The day begins with the Creator, To lead him with Him, For the sake of God's grace And drink from the Saints. What is life without God? Nemov that couple, fly... And give wine and faces for the heart, If you're injured, it doesn't hurt.
