School love...

School love...

Vladimir Gerun

I remember the childhood gold,
As though now I lived then,
As we walked there with you
Also I saw off sometimes …

Far polar city
With strange name Vorkuta,
It was then is not so young
Also it surprised us always.

You went with a portfolio of books,
Was способною at times,
On us shaggy all boys,
Swung only a head.

And we did not notice you
Such holding boys a swagger,
We were not pressed by those grieves,
It is not necessary to drink an opposite berry juice.

And in музыкалку it is not necessary to us,
All these scales to study,
But as we are glad to football,
In delight time to spend …

And you were called then Tatyana,
As at Онегина love,
Your love to a piano,
You surprised again and again …

I remember evening others,
Your heavenly eyes,
And as now, - they such,
How in those far year?

Your daddy was the big chief
All Pechora scientific research institute,
And that boy saw off you,
In the distance, not feeling the earth …

Went with you for one hundred metres,
That you have not noticed suddenly,
There was a brother of polar winter winds,
Also did not love other girlfriends.

Though others and are not worse,
Shone too with beauty,
But I was afraid to get into a mess there
And ростик was, so small …

With success you went to school
And in музыкалке on the same level,
And we in football drove in the field
And near school in December.

That football was all-the-year-round,
We were devoured with this passion,
And that to you I will tell personally, -
«In a shower I loved you thoroughly!»

And you did not notice me,
Though a dark blue sight sometimes,
Having slipped eyes, saw off
Also forgot as always …

You are far behind ocean
In rich and other country,
But that such, very strange,
Memory presents all to me …

Behind Polar circle
Where all is subject to blizzards,
Small there is a city of Vorkuta,
The fifth is school,
In it the people cheerful,
In it to study simply beauty!