Pan Flute is playing outside,
The city’s sleeping at this night
And magic melody’s thick veil
Reminded of a love affair.
The story of New-Year’s night
When faith and love were its plight.
Love story where cares are between lines
Which melt in senses the God supplies.
29.03.2021
перевод Екатерины Бородулиной
Pan Flute is playing outside
© Copyright: Ида Хажилова, 2021
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