Sitting on the bridge,
I'm looking ahead.
I can see in the distance,
The city is beautiful.
There is celebration and happiness there,
The New Year is fun.
But in a moment, everything was quiet,
The fun died down.
And screams in the distance,
Why are people crying?
The city is on fire,
Very strong fire,
Very much in a hurry.
And like the leaves of a maple tree,
Waves of sparks fly.
Everyone throws themselves into the water,
People are running out of the windows.
That's how the new year is, congratulated our city
Sitting on the bridge
© Copyright: Даниил Овнер Сатэ, 2024
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