Это стихотворение я написала однажды ночью 22 июля 2005 года, как обращение к танцовщице, живущей внутри меня. Той самой, которая так часто не даёт мне спать ночами, требуя свободы. Той самой, которую категорически не принимает мой разум, и которую я так безумно люблю всей душой. Но, к моему сожалению, она не знает амбиций и гордости. Она только любит....

To my inward dancer.
Your glorious life is not so far,
And there's one step from being a star.
Your shining glance will spread the lights
And while you dance they spend their lifes!

The night will drawn in hazel eyes
And misty smile that makes you nice.
You wink, and share the smile that keeps
Your snow-white teeth and rosy lips.

No thoughts, just words - you sing the song
The broken silence won't last long.
The sound of music muffles noise
And gives no chance to hear your voice.

But it awakens hiden feelings.
You are a fairy carrying out willings.
To watch the song - that's paradox!
One needn't words - your body talks!

Your teacher is the kid of night
Be careful girl, she's always right.
Her smile will show you how to act.
She cares about you, it's a fact.

You've always known that you're a queen,
So dance and win and dance and win.
You're sunrise, don't lose your chance,
So close your eyes and dance.
22.07.05

PS: Как видите, в свои 17 я была более амбициозной ;)