Sacoyan: you make me feel fine in this place, (call him the wrong, no, exuse moi: the world... whatever)... you, yr musik, make me so gooood: i feel me like the Pavlov´s dog...
go to the flat roof ... to the eaves of the sheel-earth, or into the big white...
Sacoyan: you make me feel fine in this place, (call him the wrong, no, exuse moi: the world... whatever)... you, yr musik, make me so gooood: i feel me like the Pavlov´s dog...
go to the flat roof ... to the eaves of the sheel-earth, or into the big white...
with our lovely girlfriend: the musika!
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tooorba 4 months ago