Drops are on the window…
Music of the rain.
Magic of the rainbow,
Madness of the train.
Meeting’s only moment –
And forever then.
And the non-stop movement.
Bravo! Crazy train!
Train you are so quickly
Taking her with you.
Taking joy and sorrow
And blind light of moon.
I would like – you stay
Or some lengthen way.
Give me one more chance
Throw to her a glance…
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Перевод http://proza.ru/2022/01/03/683
Drops are on the window
© Copyright: Александр Чистов, 2022
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