I long for you here, river Don,
For quiet flow, your melody,
My nature’s tired of being alone
In play “Le boeuf et mais le d'hui”.
On bank of Thames, on bank of times
I long for you, you long for I,
The river starts from silent eyes
And goes along the long Dunaj.
I long for being your inflow, Don,
In play «Любовь и мы, le d’hui»,
You’ll see your ruins, Baby-Lon,
In the reflection of the sea.
Quiet flow
© Copyright: Солнцев Павел, 2012
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