Evening wind in the reeds
Quivering reeds where we lay –
Clouds of night on my sun-set sea
Would we could sleep to eternity
So fades our day –
We know no dreams of the morning to be
We shall sleep dreamlessly, dreamlessly –
For the glare of sun-rise is shrill
And we ourselves closed the way. займ 10000 рублейзайм экспресс сыктывкарзайм сергиев посад