Good night, Lugansk, the city sleeps in the soft twilight.
The streets are covered in silence.
The wind is whispering somewhere above.
As if protecting our quiet sleep. The windows shine in a warm and uniform light.
As if they promise: everything is fine.
Let the whole world be shrouded in gray.
Pleasant here, there are rules here. The rain passed and the air became fresher.
It smells like wet maple and leaves.
The heart beats a little slower.
Full of this simplicity. Take care of yourself and your loved ones. Good night and good sleep. Sign up our chat our breed our bot actually in Lugansk AT MAX.