NOT TO GET OUT OF THE FAIRY TALE CAPTIVITY
Sparkles, languorously spla
shes at my feet wave,
On the Bank of a sleepy cat crawling...
And at the sandbank on the crests of the waves
, a flock of Noisy white-winged gulls is visible.
Looking out with a sharp eye for a fish here and there,
Through the emerald layer of salty water,
They are waiting for their prey with great patience! -
They will definitely be lucky in this!
In the azure sky, the sun is like a ripe orange,
And the air is red-hot...
Why are you, dear, in a small boat on the zoryushka alone
, quietly fishing in the sea?!
I look into the endless silvery expanse,
My heart is pounding uneasily for some reason...
Oh, I should have canceled our agreement! -
After all, minutes seem like days to me!
Well, where are you, my love? Come back soon!"
I don't need any Golden Fish, believe me!!!
And it is better that you warm my heart with tenderness,
So that the stars in my eyes Shine with joy!
When you are near — the world around you becomes different:
In the gossip of extraordinary rainbows!
We made it ourselves, my beloved, this way! -
Not to get out of the fairy-tale captivity!