Well, hello, stars of Africa!
you and here cold and gloomy.
you, probably, collected on a factory
under the name rare - "Be" quiet...
As crystals at night are sparse
In the blanket of bottomless nights.
Where rays as though combed a brush
In a precipice black star lights.
In an abyss to it is silence complete,
And from that silense a heart tears,
The stars of Africa reminded silently,
That on Motherland who that waits us...
Waits, in silence under the glimmered precipice,
In loneliness colds of stars,
And as though on sky sparse
Myriads of the glimmered tears.
Stars of Africa
© Copyright: Сергей Стихийный, 2013
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