Here I will grow old, I will be 60 years old, I will sit next to the fireplace in my country, on the street the melt, snow, from the fireplace a pleasant splash of burning wood, in the room
slightly dimmed light, a bottle of whisky, behind the shoulders of the year
On the table an old lost laptop and Heroes III... :-)


Boy, I’m just blinking out, so I want it.
You can add your favorite wife.
To play with her in the hot sit.


This is paradise, there is no such thing.