Crowned out by the moon,
As beginning of the high,
As the win, but not at soon,
As the hope, but in the sky...
Outdoors there is blizzard,
Life if covered by the snow.
All the light which in my heart
Has collected by unknown.
Please play, as possible play,
And close your eyes and come back!
Do not fall out, melt away,
And make a bow for Great Track.
Перевод Метель Ю. Шевчук - не завершен
© Copyright: Дима Фельдман, 2013
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