Through the morning fog
в вольном переводе
Татьяны-Валентины Мамоновой:
Through the morning fog
one can see
some blue,almost gray
when the autumn falls.
A feeling of melancholia
covers the world.
I look for happiness and hope.
Higher force
gives me a sign
that my dream
will come alive.
I wait for too long, I write
yes, again and again.
And being patient
search for a solution,
a revelation.
O, let me hear
the singing from the skies
and let me be
until I can accord.
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