Говорит житель луны, кто слышит ответе!Спасит меня от одиночества!!!Я погибаю...Помогите, прошу вас!!!(Я ещё пока что жив, но средства на исходе, нужно покинуть луну, пока не поздно(
My mind is a little far from a reality. I live somewhere there, in 1960. In that epoch where the human was the whole Universe where attitudes were much more interesting. But now only vague reminders, hints for the present free life But I believe, the Rock'n'Roll will return and will live in hearts of everyone...I believe!
Eyes so can tell about the human much. It is simply improbable. I do not know, why it is an idea in a head) Whence ideas come? There are should be any place, the country of ideas...The Land Of Mind(=
O my God! I am write in wrong English! That is not so important certainly! It is my life, and I can make everything!The Universe on so much huge, As will not suffice a life it is understood!But it can even is good!) It is not important! The main thing, that I here and now! Doup! Probably it is a lot of mistakes in this text( Never mind!
As though I wished to have English accent!( Silly!But the human can dream, can!)