Fairy tale a life.
Vladimir Gerun
Scattered beads to me is to be collected,
Again you to the whole one me not to understand;
Of all you I am jealous you light my angel,
And this light night I will be only yours.
Native my lovely angel, you my asterisk;
You are loved by me precisely you sweet mine;
Give we will go together with you on the south,
Also there will be you моею as coast small rivers.
Favourite native land I will be only yours,
I for what will not throw, there will be I with you;
We new will construct such fairy tale – a life
Also we will live happily, you only agree.