SNOW IS FALLING... (Free translation from Russian by the author Yosef Latman)
Snow is falling... Snowflakes weightless , white as fluff poplars′, covered the steppes... Peace and quiet... Not a blade of grass...
Wind, coming, having pleaded guilty, tries is repenting morning: in that he is at deaf night, in kingdom of Peace and quiet, with his all might by shouts and impulses, and whistle, blinding the willows with snow prickly, has been tearing off them shawls and necklaces, at times bringing them to strong stresses.
Poor willows! What do you want from them, cold wind?!..- And without you they cry, as in life′s dark days. But look! With the bustle night′s, behind the ravine, And your happiness can to gallop off into darkness..
No one can′t hold him back by shouting and whistling Or by crying of an offended willow, Or having lured him by a trinket-necklaces, or Playing him by flattering speeches along, with cunning. 27.01.2021