это мой день рождения

hooray?

* Soon there'll be thunder, lightning. He begins snapping his fingers. Twenty-two steps. He turns, fixes his eyes on the door. Twenty-two steps. Hey, baby, anchors need to be close to their boats.

I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby!

For a buck, for a buck!!

"Wach auf"

"Warum aufwachen - schlaf ruhig weiter."