Троеточие
On his path he?s not afraid to die,
Miles from his real instant treasure,
In the desert sands, guest who? A samurai!
No roads, no tracks and no highways,
No fortune and without any luck,
For her smile he is ready always,
But his cocky plan has come unstuck.
In the end of path - the fall?s beginning,
Like the silent movie, black and white,
If he will receive, he?ll be thanksgiven,
By the admiration and delight...
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