Every year we meet new people,
Gems glitter despite being simple.
Born not of the same parents,
But of fate, we became sisters.
Not a day without words about the Rasul,
The happiness reaches even your soul.
Brilliant and witty,
With them I don't need wiki.
My Florence Nightingales,
Still I can't say how well they gale.
The imperfectly perfect duo,
I can't imagine a trio.
