to accept him in my best coat neither tucked in the pages of a volume where it is raised to know that keimai.
I will not pray in the universe who dazzles will not ask cheekily that sting parent I would not tell me yes''get up and get dressed time to live my child dawns''!
It will come at a time sparasetai my light and passionately crave a little peace will come like tan order to solve conditions of life and joy of the rough world.
It will gather in heaven to wash will not keep basil or mint leaves It will come at a time sparasetai my light.
