She is waiting in the house
She is sitting at the window
She is praying in this silence,
All alone in snowy winter.
And her door is opened widely,
Cold is dancing on the carpet.
Will he come? He will? – Unlikely…
Fire’s slowly going out.
“Wind will help me you to hear,
Pray will let you come to know –
I’m with you and everywhere
Love will show you where to go.
It is waiting in the house!
Please! Come back! My tiered stranger!
There is no war or danger
In the Christmas Eve and silence…”
She is waiting...
© Copyright: Татьяна Левагина, 2001
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