Yuri Starostin

(4.07.1972.)

An autumn by Vasily Bargachan


An autumn
A grasses had time to dry up,
A moss yellow up,
A cold winds blows.
In the morning by a frost
To the sky a face on, the mountain whitens.
On a ducts a birds flocks in a flocks,
An animals dropped a fadable fur.
Soon the first snow fall to hear not
On the transparent ice of a flanges.
Although a full seine of a lenok
And a happy faces of a fishermen
All is sad about a leaving summer
In a cold wind whistling.


Осень
Успели жухнуть травы,
Мох желтеет,
Дуют холодные ветра.
По утрам от инея белеет
К небу обращенная гора.
На протоках птицы сбидись в стаи,
Сбросили звери линючий мех.
Скоро на прозрачный лед закраин
Упадет не слышно первый снег.
И хотя полны ленками сети
И довольны лица рыбаков,
Все грустит об уходящем лете
В посвисте простуженных ветров.

Submitted: Saturday, December 14, 2013


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