Crossroad

Well I stand now on a crossroad
And soft snowflakes fall down.
I don't know way to go now,
Seems like all same around.
Land is powered with beauty,
Land is powered with snow.
And I stand now on a crossroad,
I don't know where to go.

Anyway I don't hurry
Even if deal wait me.
About nothing I don't worry
How I should probably.
But this beautiful picture
Makes me forget.
There is no time to worry,
No time to regret.

Any branches on a white trees
Looks like magic indeed.
And a snow shines like a diamonds,
Makes feel complete.
In a air blows cold freshness,
There blue fog in the sky.
I watch for the snowflakes
While some people pass by.

I feel softness. I feel pleasure.
I feel happiness quiet.
Everything looks like a treasure,
It fascinates my mind.
And I slowly go somewhere,
Hope my feet know the way.
And pours hour by hour,
Time fades away.

Well I stand now on a crossroad
And soft snowflakes fall down.
I don't know way to go now,
Seems like all same around.
Land is powered with beauty,
Land is powered with snow.
And I stand now on a crossroad,
I don't know where to go.

5 декабря 2007г.