Covered the alley with snow
do not get through, do not pass.
No walking, no fast running.
Without a shovel, there is no way.
There is no snow somewhere.
In hot Africa, in the Crimea.
And in Siberia everyone knows
there is a lot of snow why.
Snow is not rain, its reserves
lie everywhere until spring.
And to end them, at once,
not given to you nor to me.
do not get through, do not pass.
No walking, no fast running.
Without a shovel, there is no way.
There is no snow somewhere.
In hot Africa, in the Crimea.
And in Siberia everyone knows
there is a lot of snow why.
Snow is not rain, its reserves
lie everywhere until spring.
And to end them, at once,
not given to you nor to me.






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