Tears of the nice and sad trees
Under the darkened starry sky,
Nobody knows what is this,
Nobody knows why they cry
They used so often cry,
Because they don't see any joy,
With no thinking of the sky,
With no caring be annoy.
The main thing see a light again,
Again be look as fairy dream.
And not afraid of coldest rain,
Catch every minute sun light's beam.
They hope sun still will be bright,
They wait for rainbow of all colors,
Darkness will leave and only light
Will cover all the nature sorrows.
Tears of dreams
© Copyright: Алина Котлев, 2015
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