неділя, 10 квітня 2011 р.

BIRTHDAY MFI

BIRTHDAY
I got up today pozaranku.As always, my clock rings.
Six hours is too late - not early
It always gets up for work.
I am glad that everything around
Thrown in What barevnu ribbon
 rainbow after the rain
Everything changed for the better around.
Color to affect drops,How to sapphire to the letter.
And then I can forget
All annual images.
And maybe I offended anyone,You come, I am ready to apologize,And no dispute about who was right
We can make peace with you.Summer 1968rik. Kyiv.

MFI
Fly into space as in Stork birds
My dream of you, joy and sorrow.
Zhurba what is still no love
And joy is that all this will come.
In the dream I see a picture here:What we are together, my hand in yours ...
So good and fun to be with us,Soul singing in concert live.

How happy I am and joy beats fountain
What does all for us, for us only two.
They fly from the mountain stream downward
I we walk near the bottom of them.
For more joy late
With those beautiful streams,
Which come to our rainbow,Here is my colors of these dreams.
But the dream has passed and again I have one
Although life is raging around me.
I do not know where it prepares us zustich
And believe that this has occurred.Spring 1966. Zhitomir.

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