Song: In the last autumn
Hungry sea, hissing, swallowed
Autumn sun and clouds,
You no longer remember what was here
And dusty herbs will not touch with your hands.
Go to the latest autumn poets
And they do not return - boarded shutters.
Left a rainy and cold summer,
There was love and the living stones.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 09:37
Last fall no word, no breath.
The last song crumbled in the summer.
Farewell bonfire burns era
And we observe the shadow and the light.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 09:37
Ah Alexander Sergeevich, dear,
Well you didn't tell us anything...
About how to breathe, looked for, loved,
That last autumn You knew.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 20:07
