She is so beautiful
She is so beautiful,
she is like a flower,
it is certainly her power.
She is like a lily.
So what that she is silly?
Is her beauty happiness?
No, it's her emptiness.
If her beauty hasn't a soul
it's just a dole.
But... a man's excitement
comes into his own;
the sweetest dreams his mind has grown.
Who loves intelligent woman?
Why should we solve this charade?
He'll better go and watch
the beauties parade.
If she had just a bit less of brain
then she could get a reward
and his love could remain.
That beautiful doll can only giggle.
She can't hear a fiddle.
It's too hard for her to understand
how a man appeared on this Land.
Yes, a man loves intelligent woman
but just to be his friend.
It looks as he is afraid
to loose his world of freedom
and be band.
Is her intelligence happiness?
No. It's just her loneliness.
She doesn't ask God for more.
What for?
She would like to gather some wisdom
so that sometimes
to look like a fool
and play different games
without any rule.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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