Down with river I flow
Fly with birds in the sky
Make a path through winter woods
Find my reflection in snow
My calm cathedral, my home
Peaks of pines are the dome
The reign of calmness and cold
The beauty in it is to withhold
I pass through waters of tears
And my purity appears
This wonder world that mirrors me
Creates the riddle of the being
My calm cathedral, my home
Peaks of pines are the dome
The reign of calmness and cold
The beauty in it is to withhold
My mirror
© Copyright: Кристина Эмо, 2007
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