Growing up in a family,
He lives in darkness,
In you and in me,
Our favorite child,
Our little lie.
She's cute as a kitten,
In the darkness of our own,
It shines and sparkles,
Her small knife.
she is growing up
And soon it will be a big
Sleeping in bed with us,
A member of the family sitting at the table,
But one thing it prohibits,
A friend of a friend to talk about everything.
And now, to sit in the chair of his father
And we are in front of her on his lap
Shaking and trembling our soul.
Growing up in a family
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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