Dolphin (Andrey Vyacheslavovich Lysikov). (№ 381498)

We all go slowly and gently
Gliding over the face time with tears
And we will whisk a hand carelessly
And this is the best that will be with us
We all wanted to live a little longer
Than the snow lying on the palms Mar
But our bones have become thinner
And the blood lost the old passion
We were all kids, but we forgot
And our faces turned into rock
And the indifference of the weather-beaten froze
Breaking a thin crack of a grin
We all an accident of the solar miracle
In the United for a moment the substance
But we are unashamedly consumed each other
Myself leaving in poverty