.Down to the south they migrate, I'm watching down below
Desire burning my heart, I cannot fly
I'm standing on the shore, birches are waiting naked
Heavenly broom of winter has swept their leaves
Nothing - left for me
Tones of grey - are all I can see
Eastern wind is tenderly fi.
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