Snowfall

This snowfall

Is slightly different

From the previous one

And the one that took place twelve years ago...

 

I wonder where you are,

How you breathe this city air,

How you look at ancient temples,

Address the icons with a smile,

And the saints protect you from anger and fear.

 

When you go outside

And look at the falling stars,

You inhale the freshness of winter

And the mood of wisdom and victory.

 

The dance of snowflakes

In the lightest game ever,

And you read the fairytale

Of a winter city

Between the lines

Of old and elegant streets.