See the beauty of your eyes, the beauty of doing with his hands. (Ravil Aleev) My eyes, as a painter, recreated In my heart your beautiful portrait; And the camp he was my framing, And everything in it is true: the perspective, color ... Through painter behold, and his image, That he so skillfully able to create, In my chest otyschesh - in the workshop, Where windows - clean your eyes. Now, see, that make the eyes: My - portrait, your - I box in the chest; And the sun through them to the wonderful SPAR Finds pleasure to look at....