- Well, to sleep I am not able, -
Nightingale is singing, brat,
Very pleasant, - every night!
- That’s all right, it drives me mad.
- There are flowers in the mead,
No need to look for them,
Many squirrels everywhere!
- They are there - not blind I am.
- Then, you know, in a way,
That bright day before the wed...
What I want to share with you…
- We were due to go to bed.
- May be there’ll be a chance,
Not at once, to have a stroll,
A bonfire in the wood?..
- If you would... Let’s sleep, that’s all.
Night Dialogue
© Copyright: Вячеслав Чистяков, 2015
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