Like A Swans A Dashed Flock Goes By Vasily Bargachan Poem by Yuri Starostin

Like a swans a dashed flock goes
Over the misty lake in a flight-
A fluffy snow go dawn slowly
Coating a ground in a smooth dance.

A meadow and sky it paint by a white colors,
Wear a forest in a lace,
And blacker than a night, on this background,
A dark water glace strip is.

An ice will delay a rivers and lakes,
And then it will come in an asleep
The sky that will be open past time-
The blue and with the sun in the sky!