Demirina reads poetry. Don't open your eyes on the way: I will lead you through the grass, Where the damp night is not right, And the rivers with temper and character The fins rule the fish, Washing away the sparkles of their outfits... Don't tear yourself away from the hand, Your palm in mine is a reward! And let there be only darkness behind your backs, - A harbinger of the morning Light; You wanted in him yourself To see a magician and a poet, That it is not easy with a knapsack of dreams And you yourself said goodbye by the road, Without reflection of unnecessary tears Trembling in the gaze of the touch-me-not! стихи читает автор Демирина. Не открывай в пути глаза: Я поведу тебя по травам, Где ночь сырая не права, А реки с норовом и нравом Рыбешкам правят плавники, Смывая блестки их нарядов... Не отрывайся от руки, Твоя ладонь в
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