A tiny being in the raven dress
Is gliding through the hallways of the school
To see the lilac mountains and confess,
To catch the nameless storm clouds in the pool.
And dreadful something waiting at the door
That makes her feel incapable and strange.
Young broken hearts are smithers on the floor
To be consumed by breezes of the change.
Soft curtains with the traces of my blood.
Who stayed and listened smiling in the crowd?
A silent moment swayed before the flood,
Before old shadows closed their eyes and bowed.
So Do La Fa Mi Do Re, Re Do Mi.
The genesis of tragic sightless spring.
Vague reminiscence flows inside of me
And we shall sing and sing and sing and sing...
Gymnasium Choir
© Copyright: Диана Погорелова, 2022
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