Yury Iosifovich Vizbor. (№ 235490)

Will tell you the mystery one:
How many times in the world disappeared
Empire, religion, and regalia
And left the city on the bottom
But through fires, disasters and blood
One well done pantomime,
And not invulnerable
Was a girl named Love.
There Is A Love. Sound of her steps
As the echo of a long-awaited date
Her steps concern the creation,
And between stars of different circles.
Before her equal slave and the master.
Her transcend the poison of flattery or anger.
When she ever comes to visit,
In our house comes happiness forever.