And this is Paris

Windows of stained glass,
The tower and bells,
The roofs of Basilicas
Are homes of the doves.

The apse is filled up
by the voices of the chorous,
And sounds of the tocsin 
Are heard from cathedrals.

The speachless mailbox is near wide opened gates,
And the silence is blue in the empty courtyards.
There are only the wings of the doves 
and the dawn is in your eyes.

Оригинал:
"И это Париж" Арон Гаал.
http://www.stihi.ru/2016/10/29/10245


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