Author of quotes: Ilya Selvinsky

We begin to grow old with you,
My dear companion.
You look in the mirror sharper,
The pain from myself is gone.
You still walk - float on the ground,
In a cloud of feminine warmth,
But already in a smile that the light of miles,
The extra dash is there.
But these wrinkles are yours.
Very much to you, dear, to the face.
No, don't flatten our love
Even time wheel!
Between intimate names and faces
You're like a chervonets in a heap of peses,
As among the fur of colored foxes
Fresh as snow, white fox.
If you want to curse me,
Be more humiliated than all people,
If the eye in love goes blind,
I'll look at the memories.
How much torment is the torment with you,
How much laughter is laughed at together!
Like us, unshakable by fate,
We call each other to the rainbow distances.
Enjoy every new day!
Let the evil net dismiss -
In the den of the soul I will keep you,
My precious, my white fox.