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Transformation (S.Dvoretsky)
Next day
I will not be here, I know,
What attraction forces a little less,
The corners of the earth.

Snow
It carries fragments of confusion,
And somewhere wafted light
As a prediction of the way.

Mystery
Prayers in the wind and sun,
Seeing the bustle of the promise,
Caresses the remains of the earth.

Someplace
At the beginning of the foundations of your heart,
And the ashes in the hands of Gentile
And the first drop of the morning.

And yet it transformed the window,
Silence rosewood, and then
Through the ceiling - your sadness and more
Everything merges with the dawn.
The world is woven from dreams.

Gently
In her eyes watching answers
And on the day of the coming of light
To her ships come into the harbor.

Unless
To change the scenery of the sea,
That the world will turn into bondage,
Asleep in the reflection of the moon.

But further
We are waiting for an endless summer,
Patterned our stories
And the stars of our dreams.

And yet it transformed the window,
Silence rosewood, and then
Through the ceiling - your sadness and more
Everything merges with the dawn.
The world is woven from dreams.