Good morning
I sometimes imagine being a maid for my future wife. I push a stroller with her breakfast on to her bedroom. I slowly open the curtain and slowly push her hair on her forehead and softly kiss her and wake her up. The sent of alcohol from yesterday fills my nose. I smile softly with my eyes half closed as I help her out of the bed as we start a day. The radio springs to life as "Die Fahne Hoch" starts to play as I see the Swastika banner fly high on the VolkshalleНа заре
Ровный бег моей судьбыRhodesia - Paradiso
>Why haven't you taken the Rhodesiapill yet Zaryan?Katyusha
Расцветали яблони и грушиDark-eyed Cossack Girl
Kalinka
Калинка, калинка, калинка моя!