I was mountaineering with some friends
We found an old hut built on heights
That was where we sheltered for a night
It was enough to keep us warm that night
People said it was built by an old man
Who lived in a nearby village for a while
He brought all materials a little at a time
By his donkey to the summit for a while
As he was working to finish this shelter
The Soviets were building the Mir station
Pretty the same way as did the old man
Sending parts of it in modules to space
Modules after module by rockets to space
They both contributed to human history
One is registered as the first step in the history
The other is never discussed in any debate
These tiny men and women are numerous
During the first day till the resurrection

Which is a more important contribution to human history?
If I had to choose I opted the old man's work
Because it helps many stay warm and dry

Between all shining girls
Slim and gorgeous and perfect
I chanced to set my eyes on you
You were not the most beautiful
By the standards of the community
You seemed a bit over-weight
Your dressing was not most smart
Your make up far from complete
Maybe to my eyes the other girls
Were subject of attention there
But something deep in my heart
Gave me a hint to look at you
And go toward you, not others
After the whole time that passed
I know now my heart was right

Are you worried about your body?
Your appearance when in public

You see some are really relaxed
But their bodies not best shaped

Finally, I found out the mysterious
To be easy with self on the presence

You cease to be concerned of appearance
When you start to be confident in yourself

You wish of being loved
Try to be as lovely as you should

I was born in this small town
And lived here all my life
But I feel as I'm homesick
The hometown I never saw
This is a strange feeling
I see dreams of it every night
Memories rush to me in every
Spots in my life and work
I'm going to believe
That maybe these are real
Not a dream of an unsettled soul
But memories of a life
That I had somewhere sometime
A day I'll go straight
Back to my real old life

There is no sense of security for a lover
Even though the love seems secure forever

Who appears to be the most confident in himself
Fear of loosing has a place deep in his heart

The dearest and greatest virtue in life for a lover
Is love, and no one can be contempt with such a fortune

Come open the lock on my heart
You only have the key, the art

Your beauty, your charm, your elegance
For problems the only needed assistance

Come drink with me a bottle of wine
I've provided for you, the most fine

You drink wine and forget about all
I'm already drunk when with you in all

Come sooner for my soul left my body
It's inconsolable, seeking for your body

Come sooner before the time is passed
You hear the news a mad lover is passed

Many women changed the history
By being the first in any area

Other women did it in another way
By lovers who loved them
Such as to try hard to gain
The hand of a woman they loved
Tried hard to change for the better
They did their best and by the way
They changed history by
Being outstanding and successful

Great goal means challenge
Risk of defeat and failure
Going on a journey, a quest
From tranquility to chaos
As the goal's importance goes high
Risk and challenge also goes high
This is the difference between
Great persons and ordinary one
Some accept challenge and go
Some prefer to be calm and relaxed

Life on earth is mysterious
Especially for a race like a man
There are many puzzles about it
That generation after generation
Millions devoted their life to solve
Some of the mysteries in life
But living uniquely is the only task
Solving the puzzle in one own life
The only task everyone should follow
Solving the puzzle of the universe
Is not the task of anyone
Everyone should know why they have to live

Life of settlers for a traveler
Is still and without change
Day and night pass in routine
No goal and no move to gain
A traveler feels the changing
Going on the way toward a destination
For every step he reaches
A bit closer to the final step
A person's life who change
Every day compared to yesterday
Is like that traveler
Trying toward a goal is a journey
At the end who went more
Who is really the winner