One boy and one girl,
nobody else in the whole word.
Just two cheerful persons
called as a familly Christoffersons.

Met in the town of fashion,
with no point of their confesion.
Their mariage wasn´t only a poor play,
I knew them, so that I can say.

Their joint life was full of love,
romantic, simple as a dove.
There was only one answer about children´s question,
that, barely God, had in this case, an important mention.


Day after day and year after year,
after children and successful career.
After sekundes full of angry, after minutes with a lot of happy,
you must know it, I must say it, but sadly.

Now, the world is empty...
but the number of angels is - plenty.
I don´t lay, this story is true,
but I can´t still understand, I need for it the right clue.

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