And the lamp is not lit,
And lie calendars
And if you have long

I wanted something to tell me
So tell me.


Any misleading sound
Worse than silence,
When in the midst of fun

Falling from the hands of a glass of wine.

And the black cabinet

And waiting in the trunk of the cartridge.
So quiet that I heard
How is at a depth of

Subway car.

On the area of a shelf,

Darkly in the end of a line,
And in a receiver,
These many years later,

One hooters.

And somewhere will slap a door,

Also wires will tremble.
Greetings,
We will be happy now

And for ever.
Greetings,
We will be happy now

And for ever.