Срезают лазером сосули,
В лицо впиваются снежины.
До остановы добегу ли,
В снегу не утопив ботины?
А дома ждет меня тарела,
Тарела гречи с белой булой;
В ногах — резиновая грела,
И тапы мягкие под стулом.
В железной бане — две селеды,
Торчат оттуда ложа с вилой.
Есть рюма и бутыла с водой,
Она обед мой завершила.
Я в кружу положу завары,
Раскрою «Кобзаря» Шевчены —
Поэта уровня Петрары
И Валентины Матвиены.
Laser cut sosuli,
Snowflakes stick into his face.
Will I reach the stops
In the snow without drowning shoes?
A plate is waiting for me at home,
Buckwheat tarela with a white bull;
At the feet - a rubber warmer,
And the tapas are soft under the chair.
In an iron bath - two herrings,
A bed with a pitchfork sticks out.
There are glasses and bottles of water,
She finished my lunch.
I'll put some tea in my circle
I will reveal "Kobzar" Shevcheny -
Poet level Petrara
And Valentina Matviena.
Snowflakes stick into his face.
Will I reach the stops
In the snow without drowning shoes?
A plate is waiting for me at home,
Buckwheat tarela with a white bull;
At the feet - a rubber warmer,
And the tapas are soft under the chair.
In an iron bath - two herrings,
A bed with a pitchfork sticks out.
There are glasses and bottles of water,
She finished my lunch.
I'll put some tea in my circle
I will reveal "Kobzar" Shevcheny -
Poet level Petrara
And Valentina Matviena.
У записи 10 лайков,
1 репостов.
1 репостов.
Эту запись оставил(а) на своей стене Марина Видишева
