In the eighteenth year

      Whether I’ll marry

      Either very much can

      I will find a friend of heart

      On a love horoscope

      I’ll put my telescope

      Scroll the quatrains

      As if the footage in the filmoscope

      A little money I will pay

      Quickly I’ll swallow the text

      Very strong indeed

      I want to be happy

      Aries will rest

      Can strongly not sigh

      And all year like a hot summer

      From the flower to the flower to flutter

      Here there is pollen and there is nectar

      Rose beautiful hectare

      Drink and do not prick

      There is a special need for gift

      Pleasure and sin

      Everything for your own pleasure

      The combination is

      In the year eighteen is not for everyone

      Here is the Taurus, he will find

      Who will marry for marriage?

      Whoever loves, will love

      Kisses, oboymot

      There will be a feeling and calculation

      And property about

      Difficult conversations

      For the past there will be an account

      Here’s the betrothal, but what about marriage?

      The stars said so

      Dear Taurus, Think

      Horoscope is not your enemy

      Gemini love is burning

      Their fate thanks

      For perseverance and patience

      And the palette of feelings darita

      Joy of life, celebration

      Fairy Tales of the Night Magic