Rastazom
I walked with your lamba (to make)... I thought about chata, I don’t notice anything around. I am being attacked by the promoters of Balin.

Rastazom
"Easy tariff" all business... take the booklet

Kesha
Take it?

Rastazom
I’m chatting on the machine... "You know what Christ loves you?"... and I’m leaning in your bag, I’ll give you the booklets.

Rastazom
They look at me... I say: "To joke, to joke... no one loves you, fucking"

Rastazom
They stood with me.

Kesha
I am full of laughter*