Half of my life And my hair is happily gray. Lost a summer - Yesterday we became friends and it all worked out. What time is it, why bother? That soul doesn’t say: “What if?” Not having enough of children, Already and onukami autumn kurliche. The lives are ripening - Their checks are too tight. Let's get away with it In snowy winters and dawning springs. And let there be stinks, Better yet, have plenty to live on. Don't shout at Siwini - Grandma's summer is still ahead.
