Everyone chooses for himself:

 A woman, a religion, and the path.

 You can serve the devil or the lass.

Everyone chooses for himself.

Everyone chooses for himself:

A word for love or just a prayer,

 A sword for the duel, shelter as a lair.

 Everyone chooses for himself.

Everyone chooses for himself:

Shield and armor, staff and a hat.

The service to the greed...

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There is no sense to dream about a prince,

There is no need your brain to rinse

When you are after thirty.

Better be a bit more flirty!

It’s time to chose

If you don’t want to lose

The time of your best years

Without knowing love affairs.

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

The 22nd of September, 2011

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