HOPE So long so it happened: First - you put grain in the ground, Then - all thoughts of the ears, Then - a rich harvest waiting. Her Well, it happens, is not in the field, And the pain of heart burn, What grain wrinkled and frail, Or maybe just the ground is not the ... And so I'm all in waiting, In all doubt I live a long time, But all I am in a hurry ranyu, To sow a new seed.