Весна

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Наступила весна,
Прилетели грачи.
Ты сидишь у окна ,
Как всегда ты одна

Не надо слез родная,
Я не вернусь , ты знаешь -
Не лей напрасно слезы ты свои.
Ведь в жизни все прекрасно -
И лишь война ужасна-
И знай - меня на свете нет уже в живых.

пс: сочинил когда-то в детстве под гитару... хоть и грустная - но пускай хотя бы тут сохранится на память

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    A spring came,
    Rooks arrived.
    you sit at a window,
    As usual you one

    it is not necessary of tears native,
    I will not return, you know -
    Not leu vainly tears you it.
    In fact in life all is perfect -
    And only war of ужасна-
    And know - I in the world am not present already in living.

    пс: invented once in childhood under a guitar... though and sad - but let even here saved on memory