Диана Суфларская - артист
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Authorship: Diana Suflarskaya

Laughter in coolness of the eye is sparkling,
Innocent jokes for show,
The viewer rejoices.
The light on the sectors was lit,
And hiding the spin in his own line,
The minister says goodbye.
Throwing the tailcoat into the rustle of Culis,
He teased slightly actresses,
He slipped into his monastery.
In the dust of makeup silence,
Where the strings are all naked,
The warrior lean over the mirror.

It looks angrily, then loving.
Now hates, then laughs
Your madness is not sparing,
In the middle of thousands of people, looking for themselves.

The taste of simple things is forgotten by them,
The radiance of the moon in the waves of the seas,
And the timidity of the morning dew.
Children's crying will not touch the heart,
He is a furious stunt in feelings,
And throwing dreams to the scales,
Fire Sofit, in captivity of bridges,
Ovations of noisy cities,
Surrendered to the end.
Leaving everyone who was loved,
Perhaps it has become destroyed by glory
The young creator.

But there is no annoyance in the year
Where is his wife craft.
Yes, only looks from the glass
Exhausted old man.