I'll sing for you, for your clever eyes, I don't need your confessions, I see through the skies. I know you love me, without words to say, No need for promises, your heart shows the way. Friendship, too, is just a trade, A mutual bond, in which we're swayed. In the end, it’s cooperation, No loyalty, just negotiation. One day you may think betrayal's right, To make it work, to bring the light, But betrayal itself, no matter the guise, Is the darkest evil, no matter the price. In a world of hatred, love is erased, Replaced by lust, and friendship's misplaced. When you need help, you'll start to see, The help for all, is truly just you, indeed. "The poem is dedicated to V.V. Putin"
