𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾, 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋
𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖾𝖽

𝗂'𝗆 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗍.
𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽. 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗌.
𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗈, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍.
𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆. 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍,
𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅.
𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌
𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾. 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋.
𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌
(𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾)