When a snowflake that flies easily,
As the star fell slipping,
You take it with your hand - it melts with a tear,
And she can not return airiness.
When captivating the transparency of the jellyfish,
We touch it with the caprice of our hands,
She, as a prisoner, imprisoned,
Suddenly it will turn pale and die suddenly.
When we want in moths wanderers
It's not a dream, it's a dream,
Where is their outfit? From them on our fingers
One dawn colored dust!
Leave the flight of snowflakes with moths
And do not kill the jellyfish on the sands!
You can not miss your dream with your hands,
You can not keep your dream in your hands!
It is impossible that it was a sadness,
Say: "Be passion! Woe a frenzy, rdey! "
Your love was such a mistake, -
But without love, we perish, Wizard!
Disclaimer: I just found these in my library. I do not have the rights to them,
I just them and decided to share them with you.