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A warm evening floats towards sunset,

In a gray haze doze home.

And silently sings sonata

The setting Day of Silence.

Outside the window the ocean shines,

The moon spreads fairy tale.

Through the rays arises, sculpted,

An image of a pretty woman, a wave.

The windows of the room are translucent.

A light shadow slides the moon.

And mysteriously, strangely, mysteriously.

In the moonlight she appeared…

Already standing before me shyly,

A look sad at the drooping.

The golden Wavy hair are loose,

Soft curls gentle motive.

The night replaced the sunset

Already in the shine the moon, sleeps at home.

Only, barely audible, sings the sonata

Moon tale Silence.