Star and Beauty of the Beloved

 Oh, little moon and you bright star
 shine on the yard where my beloved lives
 I know, I know why my beloved is beautiful,
 Before her and behind her bright star fell.
 Oh, bright star fell and was broken.
 My beloved took the starry peaces
 and put them into her hair.

 Ukrainian folk song

 Photographer and Translator Sheikh Igor ibn Abi Sufyan-Marinovsky

Main Principles of my Creativity

1. To show true state of society and human souls. 2. To encourage, inspire and lead on the path of love. 3. To feel hearts with joy of nature 4. To be guide of spiritual light
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