When was so young, that even numbers didn't met,
I knew that song, which didn't use to be so sad
As now.
I walked and let the music float to heart,
I didn't know the walls, my life was hard,
But how
I loved this song, all centuries cannot explain.
So barely I hear beloved notes, when feel the rain.
And leaves in summer play along,
It doesn't mean that naked trees can't sing this song,
It simply sounds different way,
Not to forget this song some people like to pray.
It's interesting, because the song has never gone,
It's always in your heart, with night and sun,
But endless sound of the street and airplane
Takes us away from song of rare rain.
The song
© Copyright: Андрей Константинов 3, 2021
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