In childhood, when he grows up. Then, when he grows up, he waits
even with a greater desire to be understood by someone, to be happy.
Increased. Waited for graduation. Then graduation from the institute.
And again waiting.
At first, he waits all week for the day off.
And the whole working year is waiting for vacation. In winter, waiting for spring.
In the summer, when this heat will finally end and it will rain.
... Tomorrow everything will certainly be better than it was today
and yesterday ... - the man thinks. And waiting for tomorrow.
But the long-awaited tomorrow comes, and a person finds a new reason to expect something beautiful.
Man is always waiting for something...
When will love come? When will the children grow up?
When this kitchen is over, laundry... (everyone has their own).
When will I finally publish my book (I will finish the portrait, I will finish the song ...)
We tend to wait.
And we are waiting. Everyone has something of their own.
But for everyone, this expectation is called HAPPINESS.
Here, a little more, a little more, and my happiness will come.
And I'm waiting too. Every day.
I'm waiting for you...
I'm waiting for you to understand that I am the happiness that
you too have waited all your life.
I'm waiting for you to fight for me, like the knights fought for their ladies in tournaments)
I'm waiting for you to understand that I'm waiting for you ...
I'm waiting...