𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘢 𝘴𝘶 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘴
𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦 /
𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘦
𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘴
𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢ñ𝘰𝘴,
𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢 /
𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭
𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯
𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰
𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 /
𝘨𝘰𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘦𝘭 𝘮á𝘴
𝘦𝘹𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰
𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳,
𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘻 𝘊𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦
𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤í𝘢𝘯,
𝘩𝘢𝘣í𝘢𝘯 /
𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘭
𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘰 𝘥í𝘢,
𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘭
𝘢ñ𝘰,
𝘩𝘰𝘺 𝘢 𝘭𝘢
𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘦
𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘴
𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 /
𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳á𝘯
𝘦𝘭 𝘮á𝘴
𝘦𝘹𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰
𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳,
𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳,
𝘺 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴
𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘰 /
𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳á,
𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘻 𝘊𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦
𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯
𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢
𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘉𝘖 – 𝘊Ó𝘙𝘋𝘖𝘉𝘈 – 𝘈𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘈