What's the use you separate the sheep
From the goats,
Dirty lumps are angels in a dust…
Be afraid of nothing - study
Skies are pure and attentive.
There twinkle to a wise man
Judge on neither dresses, faces
Don't study to pretend
Traps of fears, insults are -
For the brain.
Spare neither time nor forces -
All you've asked the Lord for -
For sweet hearts, which shine you, are -
Everyone, you meet in life,
The Lord sends.
Accept everybody - no matter -
The light world will smile to you -
Give a piece of heart you own -
And the universe unfolds before you -
Translated from Russian
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