Past the white apple of the moon
Past the red apple of the sunset
Clouds from an unknown land
They hurry to us and again run somewhere.
The clouds are white-maned horses
Clouds, why are you rushing without looking back?
Please don't look down on you
And ride us clouds across the sky.
We will rush into the sky-high distance
Past the dying stars in the sky
A star will silently descend to us
And it will remain in the palm of your hand.
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Pieces | 140 |
Size | 840x600 |
Complexity | simple |
Added | Менестресс |
Published | 7/8/13 |
Players | 203 |
Best time | 00:00:08 |
Average time | 00:25:56 |
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