Loving other heavy cross,
And you are beautiful without convolutions,
And your secret charms
Unraveling life equivalent.
In the spring can be heard the rustle of dreams
And the rustle of news and truths.
You are from a family of bases.
your sense, like air, selfless.
Easy to wake up and see the light,
Verbal filth from the heart to shake
And live, not clog continue,
All this is no big trick.