Author of quotes: Igor Prokopievich Mikhalev

Where life is given to you and there will be no other.

The old Queen weeping by the window.
The old Queen, a wife and not a wife.
Evil thing - the jealousy, the evil thing is a pain.
The young Princess escaped the king.

And on the street - rain, rain.
Between us all - a lie, a lie.
And what you love - lie, lie,
And price you a penny, a penny.

From the screws, heard the noise,
Crying on the roads in the winter.
Letters I do not write -
Know that I will return myself.