Она

It opens onto a balcony ,
She is beautiful as love ...
It is magical , like poetry ...
She presented with bright flowers .

She is generous , she's smart ,
But sometimes in mid-winter
It opens onto a balcony ,
Frozen to feed dogs.
When she goes to sleep ...
When she goes to bed .

Goes softly silence
Turning gray star in the sky,
It flies in circles spring
Among frozen sparrows ...

She dreams of the black squares ,
She cries out above the stars !
To see those dreams !
And die of dragonflies ...
When she goes to sleep ...
When she goes to bed .

One vyanuschey for love
One for yapping dogs
One for migratory birds ,
One to rustle dragonflies.

Love froze window
It opens onto a balcony ,
To live forever in a circle of friends ,
Brought bright colors .
When she goes to sleep ...
When she goes to bed .