Chinarik and the Guitar A black guitar, holes, and keys. Walking through Voronezh. Lipstick shining on lips.
Meeting at Night Come to me at night; we'll smoke weed and forget our troubles. Let's remember the big city that was ours.
Chinarik and the Guitar A black guitar, holes, and keys. Walking through Voronezh. Lipstick shining on lips.
Meeting at Night Come to me at night; we'll smoke weed and forget our troubles. Let's remember the big city that was ours.