Речка золотая
к месяцу плывет,
Теплыми ручьями
месяц обоймет.
Глянет вниз наш месяц
теплым, теплым станет,
свет его лучистый
до земли достанет.

2002 (Russia)
(original version)
~Алёна Комарова

Stream gold
to the moon floats,
Warm streams
month horror shall cover.
Would look down our monthly
heat, heat will,
light of his radiant
to the ground reach.

(English translation)


Author: © Алёна Комарова (Alëna S.)

Stories grow old and maybe they're true. You have a story as well as I do. Some may be simple and some may change lives. So why don't you look and see what you'll find. These are the stories inside my mind. Which may be realities of beauty and time. Some maybe stories of other lives. Mysteries painted, not all disguised. Please rate and enjoy my own little blog. Keep your dreams alive and don't forget to look. Honesty's good but don't be too hard of a critic. Say what you'd like 'cause I sure would love to hear it! E S T A B L I S H E D • 2 0 0 9

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