Laugh, touch, embrace, Darken, deepen, become clear, Draw up handfuls of God's grace And at fifty, like at twenty-five. Blink playfully, forgive everything, Chambers, warm, lest they burn... It’s not a miracle, but my heart is burning At seventy, like at twenty-five. Hug tenderly, take care of your heart, Quiet, die, bloom, rejoice... Darma, the days are flying by... And at ninety the same as at twenty-five. To carry someone else's power, mute one's own And for love - the pride of roses In the world, where the thunder of anger roars, Learn the requirements at the age of twenty-five.
