ветер будет всегда.  в волосах, что касались снега, ...

the wind will always be.
in the hair that touched the snow
in pictures that cut memory.
the wind always wakes
into that window, which was not
but broke, but the glass does not insert.
the wind always believes
if you breathe - close your hands
your heart from a hail of sick emotions
the wind is lying
cover the flames with your hair
creating for a moment the real sun.
only north wind
will open date
after which crazy autumn waned
the wind is only hysterical
hide the rest
those answers that no one asks.