Silver silk

I hear the rain outside the window.
Crystal raindrops are tapping on the glass.
And the jewels fall onto the wet grass.
The sea breathes fresh winnow.

I see the sky in a silver dress.
Baltiysk fell asleep under the celestial silk.
The fog over the sea is like milk.
The waves wish the ships success.

I feel sweet autumn happiness.
Darling September is on the way.
Today is also another good August day,
Which gives us life sappiness.


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