"<p>Thanks to the women.</p> <p>Thanks to you who gave birth to me. And to you who were my wife. And to you, third, tenth, thousandth, who gave me a smile, a caress, a warm glance, on the street, in passing, comforted me when I was lonely, carried me away when I feared death. Thank you for being blonde. And to you for being white. And to you, for your hands were beautiful. And you for being stupid and good. And for you, because you were smart and cheerful. And for you, because you were patient and generous. And for you, because you covered my face with your hair when I was down and wanted to hide from the world, and for you, because your body gave warmth to my body when I was cold in the loneliness of life. And to you, for you bore me a child. And you, for you will hold my eyes with soft fingers. And to you, for you gave me bread and wine when I was hungry and thirsty. And for you, because your body radiated pleasure. And thanks to you for being good like animals. And to you, because your body smelled like the earth at the beginning of life. Thanks to women, thanks.</p>"