You shall love your fiancee always Люби всегда Избранницу свою

How many of those with whom you can go to bed, how little those who want to wake up ... And in the morning, parting turn around and waved and smiled, And the whole day, worrying, waiting for news. How many of those with whom you can just live, drink, morning coffee, talking and arguing ... Who do I go to rest at sea, and, as expected - and in joy and in sorrow Be there ... But it is not love ... How little those with whom you want to dream! Watch as the swarming clo