23:29:53 I sit with my mouth filled,
I drink coffee at night.
When will the accords be sent?
Favorite of Iris?

23:33:26 I sit and blink in the monitor
Behind the dark glass...
Please look at me, dear.
The message window.

23:35:04 I sit, not understanding myself
As a sentence,
What brings me my family
In the table with the inscription "ignor"

23:39:34 I look forward to the accords
From now on I will forever be yours.
I am afraid the poem
He has already gone to Basel.