Although store the last flowers
the heat of the earth is
prophecy comes true ...
Their thoughts are clear and simple.
they die
absolutely, not at all.
Oh, if only
almighty god
did not take away the hope of salvation ...
Autumn has long entered the threshold
but, unfortunately,
they have spring dreams.
They are also lovely ...
Well, let
mile to someone the fragrance of roses
I love the last colors
sadness
their delicate scent
when fading.
