Whirlpool.

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/ The bright memory of my stepfather -

From his poetic heritage /

Your eyes are like a pool

And the color is charming,

Their blue beauty -

The whirlpool is swift.

The wave carries me love

The whirlpool rotates

The soul is full of you

And happiness does not end.

As the rumor says

I don't need a straw

With happiness, the head is around

And then he himself is a curiosity.

The wave carries me love

The whirlpool rotates

But the pool is not visible to the bottom

And happiness does not end.