I love Malik. During his voice, for his eyes, a smile, for inner peace. Yes, i know him from a distance. But that doesn't stop me, i think i know enough to love it. You know, i wish him luck. With whom had he not been, i will support him. Yes, now i understand it. Good luck to u, my dear. Let your hair i don't like, i still love you. I'm Mrs. Malik. Forever.

кто бы мог подумать, что на английском так легко писать.