ЁЯЪйрдкрддा рдиा рдЪрд▓ा...

рд╢िрдХрд╕्рдд рдХрд╣ुं рдЗрд╕े рдЕрдкрдиी, рдпा рдЬीрдд рддेрд░ी,
рдоुрдЭे рдЦो рддूрдиे рд╕рдм рдкा рд▓ीрдЖ,
рд╣рдоाрд░े рдЦ्рд╡ाрдм рдХрдм рддेрд░े - рдоेрд░े рд╣ो рдЧрдПे,
рдЗрди рд░ाрд╣ों рдкрд░ рдЪрд▓рддे - рдЪрд▓рддे, рдкрддा рдиा рдЪрд▓ा ...

- рдоेрдзाрд╡ी, 16.12.12

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