As I once was and as I encor.
What I was before, so is now, I:
Careless, amorous. You know, friends,
How Can I look at the beauty without Affection,
Without timid tenderness and secret excitement.
Can it be that love is not enough to play in my life?
Too little eh, I fought, as a young hawk,
The deceptive networks, raskinutыh Kipridoй,
And not corrected hundredfold offense,
I am new idols my prayers ......
