Autumn... Year a golden time
Leaves yellow fly, is cool since morning
They silently fly. Fall downwards
Also adjusts forward their easy morning breeze.
I an angel without a wing
So she is necessary for me
I wish to live liking
I so do not have not enough you!
The wind strong today has risen since the morning
And rains just about will begin it is time
The sun has gone is already high
And leaves yellow fly again to me to a window.
I an angel without a wing
So she is necessary for me
I wish to live liking
I so do not have not enough you!
Angel without wing
© Copyright: Илья Голдырев, 2009
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