𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘭
𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘳
𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯
𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 /
𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘮í𝘰𝘴,
𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴
𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘴 /
𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰
𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳,
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘴
𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘴 /
𝘺 𝘮á𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘴
𝘭𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘴,
𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘭
𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢 /
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘢
𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢
𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴
𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘭,
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘯
𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘭
𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘴
𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘴,
𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘭
𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘭
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘰
𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭,
𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘰
𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢 /
𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘶𝘦
𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘭
𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘻
𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘦ñ𝘰𝘴.
𝘝í𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢
𝘌𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢
𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘉𝘖 - 𝘊Ó𝘙𝘋𝘖𝘉𝘈 - 𝘈𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘈