Fountains freese in winter
Our old forest is buried in a fur coat.
Birds are dying out there somewhere.
Looking for and not finding each other.
Why did we leav
e the summer,
They surrendered voluntarily to the wind.
To watch and not notice
and wait for the answer from the dumb blocks!
Our old forest is buried in a fur coat.
Birds are dying out there somewhere.
Looking for and not finding each other.
Fountains freeze in winter
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