How our windows were close!..


How our windows were close!
I was watching, When she,
thoughtful, a low chair,
I looked up at the sky from the window,

When I am praying sad il,
Il was quiet cheerful, –
All passed before me,
And my life was bright.

And now the chtó! Of stifling clouds
In heaven scored alarm,
And girls air windows
bounced, darted hail.

And I heard a voice noisy
AND, I am going to the window, hearkened
And a voice will bezrazdumnoy
In the spring song guessing.

1906

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