Antón Chéjov

But I was born too late

People tell me it's a sin To know and feel too much within I still believe she was my twin But I lost the ring She was born in spring But I was born too late Simple Twist of Fate I Esta es una imagen que me seduce.

Solo cuando los golpea la desgracia

Chéjov vivirá mientras existan los bosques de abedules, las puestas de sol y la necesidad de escribir.