And again the snows are silvery.
And again around the clearing.
Again, the paths are not fast.
And again fell from his hands.
Snowflake and snowflake again.
Fallen.Laughed.Silent.
Then a silvery piece of ice,
Somewhere in the dawn will fly away.
Then silver gave,
They came to the window again.
And the snow will kiss your sandals.
And the snow will fly away into silence.
and again the snows are silvery from duur rumm
© Copyright: Тимур Гавриилович Филиппов, 2020
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