when the tower bells ring
the waters of the river
overflow
the hedgehogs by the banks
gather
the row of firs that line part
of the banks lights red
and the wool of the trees
warms...
glades
frost
and
chill
icicles and hanging
frozenness
lighted
lighted
lighted
when the tower bells ring
the waters of the river
overflow
the hedgehogs by the banks
gather
the row of firs that line part
of the banks lights red
and the wool of the trees
warms...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem