The melted snow has blown off the roof,
The sun is warming in the morning.
A starling has arrived, and we hear it,
He's singing his song!
In the glade in the snow,
The first blossom appears.
And tired of the noise and running,
The cockerel sends his greetings!
The breeze is blowing in the birches,
And the birches are gently moving their curls.
Forgetting about the frost,
Talking the tale of summer.
Soon, soon all around
Will be painted by a secret wizard.
In the circle of the year,
Life begins its step!
Is spring on the doorstep,
Winter, hurry to rest.
The creek runs down the road,
To become a river tomorrow!
Yes! Soon greenery will be sprouting
And the light will be bright and clear.
The sun's rays will come down on the earth,
And it's a springtime greeting!
IF IT'S SPRING TOMORROW
The road and such on this winter river
Water...
All covered with great snows.
And I walk on the hard surface of the ice,
The deceptive picture of winter before my eyes!
Walking, stumbling Along the direction of the empty
The path...
That goes around that bend.
That's what I can find there,
Searching among the ice and winter for a ford?
Winter and the beautiful picture of my
Canvas...
Ahead the horizon, the turn, the silence.
But soon the chilly permafrost will disappear,
March will come, and with it the so longed-for Spring!
-original photo;
-first publication;
-camera Sony 16.2.
(Translated via DeepL Translator from Russian)
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Photo taken - Sony 16.2 - 3x Zoom, Vario-Tessar lens.