Рецензия на «Сосновые сны» (Миллена Роуз)

Passion – now she’s not for my mind,
And I don’t wanna go to fight.
Silence is my new muse – and it’s fine!
Now my days are calmly and light.

I am walking a mile by mile
Among pines at this autumn dawn.
On my face are great joy and good smile,
I am walking at this early morn!

I’m breathing a fragrance of forest –
He is made from pine needles and mists.
Thoughts in my head – they are so flawless –
‘Bout my past life I do not miss.

Pines beckoned me, I went to their
Serene quiet and wonderful grace.
And this cold and fresh forest air
Washed away this alarm sans a trace.

To my chalet I’ll go (it’s easy),
He waits me in Alps’ meadows – I know.
Everyday life – she will be just breezy,
Between mountains, clouds and snow.

Waves are taking me to marvel Kingdom ,
And my boat they so gently kiss.
Pine-trees sing about True Freedom!
Pine-trees sing about my bliss!

Кирилл Ивницкий   06.02.2019 11:51   •   Заявить о нарушении