If you observe the happy cyclists
With silly grins upon their muzzles,
If all the human sins and vices
Look as remote and pointless puzzles,
If you can stop and call in forest
For legendary Lorelei,
And forest, as a perfect florist,
Sends buds and whispers in reply,
If every minute lasts forever,
And you aren't eager to arrive,
Despite the miles and freezing weather,
You feel again as twenty five, -
Without a guide or a noisy group,
You're cycling on the blue Danube!
08.05.2017
If you observe the happy cyclists
© Copyright: Валерия Ливина, 2017
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