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You're a guest.Leave this land a little more beautiful, a little more human, a little more loving, a little more fragrant for those unknown guests who come after.
And in the evening no one waits,
And you can do whatever you want,
And what is it called -
Freedom or loneliness?...
From century to century the woman is sung by poets,
It is a hundred times humiliated and again uplifted,
There was left a Woman a question without answer,
It is fragile, but … it is surprisingly strong.
"I won't give you to anyone" —
the world's greatest lie.
all in the end will come to one: and give, and betray, and leave.