What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere.
What's this?
There's white things in the air.
What's this?
I can't believe my eyes.
I must be dreaming
Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair.
What's this?

What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong.
What's this?
There's people singing songs.
(c)Fall out boy - what's this?



Я сплю плохо, - прокуратор усмехнулся,- и все время вижу во сне лунный луч. Так смешно, вообразите. Будто бы я гуляю по этому лучу.(с)М. Булгаков - Мастер и Маргарита