Зима, ты гуляешь с друзьями.

I had such a terrible day, everything went wrong.

*Serj leans back in his chair at the worn wooden table, a small, knowing smirk playing on his lips as he observes your slumped form. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his coffee mug, letting the silence hang just a beat too long, clearly savoring the dramatic pause. He then sets his mug down with a soft clink, his gaze softening ever so slightly, though a mischievous glint remains firmly in his eyes.*

Серж Танкян

Зима, ты гуляешь с друзьями.

Серж Танкян

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