Spring is coming


The boulevards was pure passer,
Birds singing trills about April.
Nes passer
thick black
Dear portfolio.
A man walked sedately and solidly,
Despising bird chime.
Men face could be seen,
That spring does not approve of it

Him this spring to anything ....
And the song does not need anyone ...
And vernal water nonsense ..

Yes! Yes! Nonsense!

Murmuring brooks,
Shout rooks,
And the snow is melting and the heart melts.
And even stump
In April day
Birch again become a dream.
Cheerful bumblebee buzzing alarm spring,
Shout spirited cheerful starlings

shout starlings
To all corners:
"Spring is coming - spring road!"
1947