"Maybe we'll meet in the New Year?"

Maybe we meet in the New Year?
Somewhere in the fifth ... It is possible in the evening ...
And on the last occasion
We embrace each other's shoulders!

Ride go skating!
Or even climbed on the sled!
And red, rosy cheeks
Snowflakes will melt into tears!

Let's go out to the area where the kids
Sculpts a snowman in the snow,
Or go to warm up by the fire,
Our souls to thawed!

And (of flames) melted pond
Threw a couple coins - good luck!
And chimes on time zamrut!
And bystanders cry!

And mulled wine without touching the glass,
We forgive each other and forget
About offense and a stupid,
What once spread our destinies.

And I know and believe in the dream!
(Let it is not very wise).

We must meet in the New Year!
Always.
First.
In the morning.



© Ah Astakhov



Photos in the preview: Echi





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