Yasha:
No more talk
of license,
Forget copyright
fears.
I'm here,
nothing can harm you -
an open source will calm you.
Let me be
your freedom,
let Linux
dry your tears.
with iptables,
to guard you
and Firefox to guide you . . .
Tasha
Say I'll have software
for all occasions
Never need
To launch a thing in wine
Say that every doc
is read
by OpenOffice
Promise me that all
you say is true -
that's all I ask
of you...
Yasha
Let man
be your helper,
let grep
be your light.
You're safe:
No virus'll find you
All trojans
are behind you . . .
Tasha
All I want
is freedom,
with no copyright ...
and ssh
beside me
to help me
and to hide me ...
Yasha
Then say you'll share with
me one
blog, one diary
photo archive and
the podcast tunes
Say you'll meet me
on a social network
in the mail
and jabber too...
Tasha,
that's all I ask
of you ...
Отпад!
Terrific!