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Under the window the birch blossomed its curls
The branches fall down like a fringe
Someone's power beckons you to come closer to her
And the hand itself reaches out to touch

There is no beginning to be found in the tangle of branches
This excites the eye even more
As if the girl was combing her braids
And in this attire she went on display

Touching these ribbon branches with your hands
I want the memory, at least for a moment
To beg from youth to recreate moments
When I stroked my friends' hair

When we stood under the birches more than once
But they didn’t notice these glorious braids
We thought about something else, we were silent about something else
This was not a question for youth then

Only now, over the years, do you notice more often
The delights of nature and beauty colors
That we live carelessly in God-given paradise
We don’t see much because of the bustle

We fly through life along with the turbulent century
No time to look at the beauty of nature
How to be able to remain human
And not a biorobot - to live and die

How to be able to remain human
And not a biorobot - to live and die