Look at me, whether or not you recklessly, or recklessly, look at the border of old stories Look how you are in this cold for the love of a fresh season
a clean season, a safe and frightening season for you a splendid petal I I kiss the tone of the ice closed Come warm me with your red veins I kiss those voiced veins
Kissing you, naked pure Ropakize like a velvet dawn. And the neighbor and companion Come, look at the hard glass of love like the chariot of light, look at each other
, what dew, what a dew, I am welcoming Khazons hands is not afraid of this devastating cold for you, I love you, I love you.
