Let your way is not decorated by roses -
After the journey only do not descend.
Answers wait,
They are scattered on truly chosen
Ways.
The law of the nature not to break,
And only the rain will pass,
You on asphalt among pools run in before!
It is empty... And a wind on a shower,
Feelings... Notice mine already,
But answers behind a stone wall lie...
If has understood - позави,
Here I that to love,
That it always сомной.
For you
I believe that once it is fated
To you it is risen in blue heavens,
And there is nothing attempts superfluous to consider,
However firmly remember only one.
You know it,
That how many it is necessary -
I will wait so much!