28 cmWISDOM. This essay, a piece of illusion, which only seeks to contribute to the world of Fantasy will perform live. Because although many said that fairies don't exist, no one can know for sure. So indulge in yourself, to believe it. For the very poor, and those who only believes what he sees.
28 cmWISDOM. This is my house, and in it, I have no treasures. No gold, no silver, not shining stones slim. But I have one in each corner, in the wind sheet. Such a star in my window, singing every cricket. River, as a neighbor, which gives me freshness, its waters every day. I have no gold, nor silver, but I'm full of joy.
28 cmWISDOM. It's hard to see me because I'm a Fairy. So hide among the flowers and the multicolored rays full of light. Never leave me, never lose the illusion. Because they do not see, that one who looks and the one who does it better.
28 cmWISDOM. The storm can be brutal, the stones to be ingrained that even a giant would not apartarlas. Maybe that night you astray in the dark or the wind will break the mountains. All this can be, so that Man forgets that your faith that you are invincible, because only reach that the criminal killed you.