Hippie who he?
The hippie is the one who is in love with all.
Life drops the simple person.
And the hippie once does not despond.

He the free person,
He on the present is free.
The house, his roof this dark blue sky is not necessary for
him.
The good clothes, his clothes it's this body are not
necessary for him.

Many count them simply idiots,
But it not so, life better all of us understands hippie.
He does not have house, he means is free.
He does not have work, he means is free.
He does not have family, he means is free.

Hippie the person arranged by the nature,
His life only his life.
The hippie of floors do not distinguish,
As all people are equal.

The hippie does not use meat,
As this other creation dooms to death.
The hippie, all people respects,
For in everyone is a little, little bit love, and he knows
about it.

Hippie it simply flight.
In which there is no leader.
Flight in which all of them brothers and sisters.
And them the love operates only.

But people of them do not respect,
And till now strange consider.
I admit fairly to you friends.
In soul I was a little hippie.

As I want, to break off on myself fetters.
Fetters of the modern world.
And to escape outside.
And as if thousand other hearts.
To merge with flight of present people,
With flight of love.