𝖡𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗁𝗒𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖺, 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖢𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗇𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖱𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌, 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖵𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒
𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇? 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈?
𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝗈
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖰𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖭𝖾𝗐 𝖸𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖢𝗂𝗍𝗒
𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇
𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎
𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗇
𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎
𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾
𝖮𝗁-𝗈𝗁-𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁-𝗈𝗁
𝖠𝗁-𝖺𝗁-𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁-𝖺𝗁
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽
𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗌, 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝗇, 𝖨′𝗆 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾
𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒?
𝖬𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀
𝖬𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋′𝗌 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇
𝖸𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾
𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾
𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇
𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎
𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗇
𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎
𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾
𝖮𝗁-𝗈𝗁-𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁-𝗈𝗁
𝖠𝗁-𝖺𝗁-𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁-𝖺𝗁
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅
𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗋𝗎𝗇
𝖨𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽
𝖨′𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾
𝖮𝗁-𝗈𝗁-𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁, 𝗈𝗁-𝗈𝗁
𝖠𝗁-𝖺𝗁-𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗁-𝖺𝗁
𝖡𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝗁𝗒𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖺, 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖢𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗇𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖱𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌, 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖾
𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒