Gift Brings Cheers

Liebste! shun the company of vile-like People

May be, they would hurt your innate artistry.

Never a weed will become sweet in relish 

Even if you climb to peak of the Everest.

And take care, Liebste dear! live with the reverence 

Shall ever breed of raven; raise a swan? 

Even if you apply tools of science of changing.

Behold liebste! 

Shall ever water of a bitter fountain-

Turn sweet; even if it comes from snow-clad mountan.

Dear my gallant! don't make allies with liar's

It's a flu, wide and sound in their nature.

Liebste! give away alms and gifts it brings the cheers....