Autumn in Anikino

Its autumn in Anikino.
Its cold. --
The wind blew from the north.
Sunny, its a pity
almost doesnt warm up, -
hid the power in a trunk.

But a multi-colored miracle -
frozen on the hillsides:
birch, bird cherry, pine, --
who is more beautiful? -- There are no words!

Rowan berries, viburnums and maples -
as if they were coming to a banquet.
It doesn’t matter that it’s cold and damp,
there is no reason to be sad!