Everything
It was morning
had come
There was wine, beer
Bunches of grapes
Someone I didn't let me out
was blue
was the sky
There were clouds floating on the back
were stars sown on the bottom of the lake and
seen as a snail out of them
I haven't been as ever as I haven't been
Only sometimes do I get lost
And it seems that
Nothing is gone anymore
Ko Dar Bus