I swarm deserted away, like glass... Warm, and as fevers, I am as flame. I am death... For I, I weave our blasphemies... Wicthes painted me, Like the mysteries created me... Like where the poets breathe, I were woven into blasphemies.
Lullaby / Utada Hikaru
The Foundation / Tony Touch f Big Pun, Sunkiss
Городская элегия / Евгений Клячкин
For Consumer Decency / Alice Donut
I`m Glad / Jennifer Lopez
Bed Of Black Roses / I Hate Kate
Солнышко / Юрий Визбор, Ада Якушева
Don`t Come Home A Drinkin` / Norma Jean
Vibe / The Rasmus
I`m In The Mood To Move / Ween
Can`t Go Far / no fun at all