Hinder - Lips Of An Angel - Intro

At Oreste on the roof was installed a tin weather vane - a galloping horse. Oreste said that she does not listen to the wind, for this we once shot her for three hours from a slingshot. What we just did not do at Oreste! Somehow they arranged a contest: who swallows more eggs. Another time they made gunpowder themselves, my hands after that smelled of saltpeter for two weeks. She woke up in handfuls. Oreste pushed her toe in the gap between the floorboards, and we laughed like crazy. More often than not, we sang with an accordion and a guitar. Orestes hunted smuggling, I helped him. Small traders and waiters on the other side of the border knew us as well as our fellow villagers. Oreste pretended to buy firewood and carry it on his truck, but in fact, he hid a clock, chocolate, razor blades in secluded places and double-bottom hiding places. He was good for any product. Him,Yes, and for me, my passport was stained with seals and always lay ready in my pocket, like a wallet. But we were really passionate about singing.