Have ceased rains weeks

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Have ceased rains weeks,

Again the sky has again frowned:

I sit, I do not look and I do not do

Anything. Of what it was not thought.

 

Simply drops considered on glass

Also looked at the theatre poster:

Delicate perfume of Your fruit drops

Again will leave, but already will be tomorrow.

 

Infinite feeling of Melancholy

Impudently shoulders will embrace,

You again whispered to me: - «Forgive.

Indifference nobody will take away.»

 

Have ceased rains, have ceased,

But a gleam among them not to see.

From love that wanted — had:

Have not found only its good fortune...