Seahorse, sea horse, Today was a difficult day, You sit on the ground, but you fly in all haste; God help you, Sea horse.
Your comrades go in a straight line But the industry of their happiness gave you crashing; Buyers do not know what to do with you, Sometimes you want to go home.. .
Seahorse, Sea horse, In iron sky the at least one light, To burn this house, I need one ember God help you, Sea horse.
The thread is torn, does not bind, And you scream, because can't say God is your father, mother Motherland, Decent family, they have nothing to take.. Хаха,что то вроде стишка)) Не знаю... Посмотри может понравится.. Сорри за ошибки. Если они есть)
Вместе с "it" всегда будет " has"