This snowfall
Is slightly different
From the previous one
And the one that took place twelve years ago…
I wonder where you are,
How you breathe this ciy air,
How you look at ancient temples,
Address the icons with a smile,
And the saints protect you from anger and fear.
When you go outside
And look at the falling stars,
You inhale the freshness of winter
And the mood of wisdom and victory.
The dance of snowflakes
In the lightest game ever,
And you read the fairytale
Of a winter city
Between the lines
Of old and elegant streets.
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Марина Чиянова
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