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The rain comes knocking at my window,
 Slowly dropping the rain,
 Rowan in red for a long time,
 Sad, remembering about summer

Spinning, falling leaves,
 She would never return,
 And only sad words
 Autumn rain will rain softly

Let the rain tell me,
 How quickly birds fly away,
 We are only together now,
 Rain-drops, like tears, are melting away

And all that was, it passed
 And he will never return,
 And the fact that I was not lucky
 Autumn sadness will break

Here is a lonely yellow leaf,
 Persecuted by the wind,
 He is already transparent, clean,
 He leaned uncomfortably against the glass

And it will be a long time to remember
 Spring and summer, as a vision,
 But only he can not understand
 Your last moment

And he will silently listen to him
 The rain o Mary Finley Fry paintings

f autumn confusion,
 Of all the times seen
 Sad will not be impressed.

Rains, rains in the eyes il in the skies? ..
 Autumn waltz ... autumn sadness ...
 In the clouds, without a sense of balance ...
 And the look runs ... runs somewhere into the distance ...
 Rains, rains ... knocking on the window il in the soul? ..
 Silent phrases silent dialogue ...
 I will not find timid tears in my breathing ...
 And the coldness of words, is not it, an excuse ...
 Rain, rain ... foliage, or I got wet? ..
 Far world ... and in it you are far ...
 All the brightness of colors in the bustle of poblekla ...
 And do not lay feelings on canvases ...
 Natalia Grebenko


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