Thank you, My God - for salt, for bread,
And onion, feeding in bad weather.
Of greater things I have dismay,
I'm fed by grief without measure.
I could have lived through ever more,
But not right here, Your World is balanced!
Only one thing I ask from God -
To give a man to trust for lovers.
Thank you, My God - for salt, for bread
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2011
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