The weather is so bad today...
I guess the time has come to buy a car
For year I was saving and I prayed
That I can drive so speedy and so far.
I wished to buy a foreign car one day.
That's why I didn't buy a winter coat.
The russian cars for me are neither worth to pay
For nor situable for the road.
Today I cannot call the weather well
And rain knocking at the window isn't fine.
Just like the nature is under the bad spell.
All I can do - drink in the blanket wine.
перевод стихотворения Т.Шастовой http://www.stihi.ru/2011/10/06/4587
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