He – trader. Briefly and clearly.
You will immediately understand what kind of person,
Who sold his soul to the devil in vain
For a fleeting chance to catch success.
And look, and gestures, thoughts and actions
Everything speaks for that, that he is different.
He is not turned on by the thought of a skirt.,
He's in the market. He has no control over himself.
Dawn ray, joy to the whole world,
He is caught behind the monitor.
Like leaves, under a stream of marshmallows
His brain is ruled by a puppeteer.
He is a trader. He found his calling:
He sees numbers in the monitor, this game
He can make a fortune in an instant.
With a paltry price to pay for it ... he is an outcast.
