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To Andrey, my son
ОглавлениеIf you got the cup
Of good and tasty wine,
Drink it, dear son,
By droplets
till the bottom shines.
And let the passion fill
young and crazy hearts,
Experience, my son,
The feeling, when warmth starts…
Let sweet trace of oblivion
Remain still in your soul,
This road is called joy,
Live and chase your goal…
And jumping into depth,
Taste your fate to dregs,
In order the regret
Would not take you in web!
How joyfully and brightly
The sun is shining…!!!