What I heard and what I saw wasn't what really happened.
Feed the hungry heart and head. It’s needed to kill the cold now.
Poorly digested memories become the future in our dreams.
Doesn’t know what he doesn’t know.
каждый, кто прощал, да не тех каждый, кто любил, да не ту
Someday I will be like a flower. So far I'm only a raindrop falling down.
Talking to the dog!
It’s not in the name. What counts is what you hear!
Where man is too much, life is young, is love and hope.
It’s party time again! Now we wait for memories to fade…
Keep trying the impossible!