Dolls of our childhood

We are dolls. Take it. And bring it to your house.
And let it be on the table, on the wall, on the sofa
We will smile at you whenever you want
And maybe it will become warmer for someone.

And if someone becomes sad one day-
Show us what oppresses your soul.
And the doll will understand, and will press its cheek against you,
And maybe your sad circle will destroy.

But do not offend, a fairy tale is hidden in us ...
We have so much warmth and trust in people.
And maybe the doll is just a mask
Dreams of a once unfulfilled miracle ...