Monday, February 22, 2010
There is a heavy snowfall for several days -- it is a farewell performance of winter. But the air already smells of spring and the birds are singing sonorous anв sprightly. I think that the poem "flashes" by Igor Severianin is one of the most spring.
Doves,rain, spot... And I also like how it sounds roll candies in your mouth ): [ golubie golubi na prostornoy palube. A dozhdinki kapali golubi ih popili. Golubie golubi na prostornoy palube vse dozhdinki popili. A dozhdinki kapali] ("The blue doves are on the loosefitting deck. But the drops of rain drip. The doves drink it. The blue doves drink all spot on the loosefitting deck. But the drops of rain drip.)