What Sad Eyes!
What sad eyes!
What gray eyes!
Perhaps, he has told you ,
What you - not the first with him?
Your raincoat is wet from rain ,
And your curly hair is wet.
How he could offend you -
You are so proud!
But the leaves of lindens and poplars,
Are flying as thoughts,
And a rain -
A gray sparrow
Kisses the pools.
The happiness has gone away,
And will not return any more.
No! You must believe:
and in your life
will be sun again!
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