𝘛í𝘢, 𝘵ú 𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭
𝘠 𝘺𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘮á𝘴 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘢𝘳 
𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘢 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴í 𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳 
𝘠 𝘴𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘰, 𝘺𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳 
𝘍𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘨𝘢𝘳
𝘠 𝘭𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘺𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘳
𝘔𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶é 𝘴𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘴í 𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳
𝘠 𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘰 "𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳" 
𝘓𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦, 𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢' 𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 
𝘚𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘢 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘺𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 
𝘠 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘰𝘺 𝘥𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘔𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴 
𝘔𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴, 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦 

𝘌𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘰, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰 
𝘌𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘰 
𝘠 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰 
𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘺 𝘺𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘴.