Melody sometimes goes in front of me and leads me to the shore to welcome the evening together lastre that come from the sea to be expensive. Sometimes goes behind me and follow me quietly, almost not to notice how quiet and unobtrusive and yet without it, can not live .
Sometimes only go part way along and keep to hand. This is the most beautiful part of times and the most beautiful part of life. Then feel all his tune and will be growing to the sky. Summers as a bird, waiting for night to meet me one more wish.
I am sorry to all of my bad English.