Читать книгу Песнь. Song - Зиновья Душкова - Страница 12

Good morning, day, it’s nice to meet you.

What did you say about a smile? And who

Must smile? All people? Very much?

Who wants to get gifts in days these? Catch

Perhaps they will be falling, if you smile

And never be you gloomy and dismal.

I understand so difficult is to be nice,

When life is very sad, and burden mine

To pull down. How can I stand right,

When stands around me the black midnight.

Where is a ray of light, I’m looking for one,

But no hope already to find.

Midnight has so many shining stars

And every one makes a present light.

Look at the sky, be all eyes

And you will see the eye-catcher, for us

Are shining all the stars and is reddening the Sun.

How many gifts has the sky to hearten:

Heartfelt light is going everywhere,

Where is waiting one. Somebody wailful

Make a present to the sky – a tender smile,

Then space will spill so much of light.

To the smile it will answer every time!