Just a neighbor
To me, she is!
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
Black night windows
Cheeks puff out
Bold -
Black eyes...
It's terrible to be alone -
Among women
Like these
To live always...
...and where would you go?
Snow is piled up...
The frost will squeeze you
With a terrible fire...
You sit in valenki (felt boots)
And chat with the fire
About this and that...
And it cracks with a knot and sparks...
A cherry tongue...
He, in Russian -
Speaks excellently
If you pour yourself and him a drink...
So we sit.
Discussing winter...
A woman - like a woman
Winter...
To my good fortune
I am not married to her...
Just a neighbor
To me, she is!
Just a neighbor To me, she is!
© Copyright: Фёдоров Сергей Фёдорович, 2026
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