It is so dark in Kazinsky street
And yet I can not
Find the moon.
* Kazinsky is the street where bodies were stored in the Jewish Ghetto of Budapest
Kimo
Here comes somebody
Independence Day
It is so dark in Kazinsky street
First rain after the elections
The straw in the coke is leaning towards
My father is a surveyor
Independence Day
It is so dark in Kazinsky street
First rain after the elections
The straw in the coke is leaning towards
My father is a surveyor
AuthorRoy Chicky Arad