I thought that thirty was the age. After Alex Gran

....................After Alex Grand.*

I thought that thirty was the age.
My youth like traces of the sledge
is melting quickly in the past,
and I am being carried fast
towards the future which is dark,
and forty like a daunted mark
does not alarm me any more.
The childhood shutted by the door
of many years I have gone through
has disappeared. It is true,
but I have changed my point of view,
I dream of happiness with you.

*http://www.stihi.ru/2006/02/08-3024


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