Author of quotes: Vladimir Gumilevski

Tobacco tastes bitter,
Yes the smell is sweet of him.
If I have someone I'm afraid
it himself.
Myself do not run away,
you can't hide under the bed.
If you yourself decide.
who then to blame?

Sometimes amazingly well.
No reason, no cause.
- because I'm not sick,
because free for the whole evening ahead
because healthy and lively offspring and other family members...
It - does not last long.
It is always a moment.
Quiet happiness, small, stupid.
But otherwise not happen..

Poetry weak moisture.
The perspiration, the sweat on his mustache.
Went in search of the good
neblagoobraznye smelled.
Trodden path to Paradise
the hero or the true liar,
walking on the edge, on the edge
and stepping over the edge.

Remember his empty childhood.
A bit confused probimage:
What, honey, you're getting a legacy?