Релакс для пушистого друга во время отдыха

This Is pain my song. Crossing the earth and ground. Dreams of my type. And there's a pain in grand thumb. Don't pay, don't justify. Don't be fooled by other sight. I know think you don't see me. But the mountains fell to set me free. Hmm. The music lasers pace. Waiting from the starry space. Wishing for the dawn. I'm trying to reach the morn. Oh, sing me song, come. Waiting for the sun come. Dancing the dark. The songs await from start. Sing me song of breaking through. Hope is bird in my wee view. Waste sweet tongues and broken steel. Heartbeats sync with all the feel. Ooh. Stories on the mountain. With every glaze, we see us right. With every song, we guide the light. Uncover lays in the cutted stone. Just a final place. Don't sing me song drawn. Let go all this woe tongue. Let go