In search of the feminine ideal

When your boy grows up
He reaches out to his mother with his soul,
He always trusts his secrets,
And sometimes he turns to him for advice.

Sister will always warm, protect,
Will prompt and raise the mood,
And all grievances will drown out the string,
And tremblingly always hug you.

You trust your girlfriend with tender dreams,
She will warm, caress with her heart,
And will often visit dreams
Undoubtedly, you will not forget it, believe me.

And soon he will turn into a man,
And children's dreams will remain in the soul,
And he will look for half,
Or maybe he trusts his fate.

And let him meet the female ideal,
And I'm not talking about a model standard,
And the one about whom I dreamed for a long time,
To whom he is ready to forever kiss the palms.

And it is happiness if he knew that ideal,
It will be much easier for him in this life,
I have no doubt that I have seen a lot of beauties,
But he will never forget that one.

Listen to me future mothers,
Protect and cherish your daughters,
After all, they are our future ladies, of course,
Be patient and kind with them.

Let's educate, help in life,
So that we thank God that they are,
And our quivering thoughts will be only about them,
And we prayed for the desire to communicate and meet.