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Like according to some schedule month march.

As if to nowhere February follows March.

In February buds will open,

And in March it is snowing still,

A friend of mine told me,

That the nature fell ill.

Don’t spend your nerves in vain,

Do not touch sedating medicine.

Spring will come

When it wants to come

By opening its veins.

It may come in July or June,

Melting azure in the blue,

And may people and birds cry

And astronauts, too

And drown in the Neva

Will not think it is not true.

These things are trivia,

Of course,

But nevertheless spring will come

Maybe to end someone’s song,

What if it does not come

For so long.

Then they will all run

Birds and people

Drowned and gone.

And Mishka, my lying neighbor near.

Only a poet will write,

Give him some paper and ink,

He will write about February!