Spring of Martha
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
... twilight of dawn
I'm sitting by the window ...
A field of snow and ... suddenly
I see -
Walking on virgin soil -
Spring of Martha ...
... yes a
Martha !
That's her name .
She's dressed for the weather ...
And she's
Waiting and not waiting .
I opened the door
And carried the girl
Into the warmth ...
... by the stove of HER
It's going to be okay...
" A cup of tea ?
" ... I asked HER...
I poured a large mug and ...
raspberry jam ...
... SHE
laughed and sang afterwards ...
My house has blossomed...
and in the morning ?
.. no ...
the second number
went outside the window ...
... But suddenly on the street
It 's getting warmer !
" My tea ! "
- In the spring OF MARCH ... He helped ...
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