Some times everything is going very well:
What reason - you can’t understand.
That’s simply a summer pleasant rain,
The normal thunderstorm .
In croud familier faces\'r shine,
Slightly tiered dearest eye:
In them the Garden Ring shine,
In them the Garden Ring run,
And summer too warm rain .
I’m going through tremendous Moskow street
And can go easy even far
To salt Pacific Ocean stream
And Tundra at Sebiria .
The sail I will eventually spread,
Still did not know, with whom.
And if i have a sorrow about home of mine,
I’ll find a violet under deep snow -
Reminder of my Moscow .