М.Егорова - Август
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Poems by Andrei Pshenko

Everything should be so ...
The calendar is not lying
Faces fade in our albums
And endless bird flight
Someday will happen for the last time

And we can no longer winter
All the more winter ...
Darkness
Office
Snowflakes will catch up again
Each other on a snowy fountain

And in these endless islands -
The past is sleeping, the future will drown,
Where words are no more than words
Where the beeps are only sounds in the phone

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And by the way ... August
He will drive us crazy
All the same is midnight in bright dress

And in St. Petersburg snow winter -
So...
Artifice...
To justify summer