When I was a child, I wanted a Negro doll for my birthday. She was a thousand times more beautiful than everyone else.
And when the word “gypsy” came up somewhere, there was an immediate longing for adventure, guitars and horse-drawn carriages.
Today, of course, I know that my dreams were out of touch and sentimental. But there was this song by Alexandra ...
Tam ta ta ta ta tam tam ta Well, the world has turned.
Recently there are even two different opinions on the subject
"Save lives".
shipwreck
a seagull quarrels
with silence
