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Bindweed
                  Tatyana Koroleva

Where daisies smell like honey grandfather,
Where under the windows a bindweed made its way up
Where water stands in the well with a mirror
And the stream flows measuredly, like a century,
And the wind above the roof of the house
Open the door soon - guests to you
We are tired, we are hungry, in the dust
Green ivy streaked hands -
Here you and I once grew up.

I would go out for a walk, unwind,
To disperse the thick twilight in the chest,
See how the mill holds wings
Go down the path with copses ...
The sun is clear, do you hear?
Should I tell you everything
Like words that arrows were burning like hail,
As the dawns of the summer of red boiled
Like stars fell over their heads.

The sun dried up the bitterness, overgrown
Fluffy convolvulus curled up
Spend the midnight gray at the table -
The morning of the evening is wiser and brighter.
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Here daisies smell like honey grandfather,
Here under the windows a bindweed made its way up,
Here the water stands in the well with a mirror
And the stream flows measuredly, like a century.