February

February February, little by little,
talks about the blizzard,
covered the road with snow,
and the hillock was covered with snow.

His words about white snow,
his poems about winter darkness,
and he sings songs skillfully.
In the crystal xylophone game -

the song of winter sounds, farewell,
because spring will soon come true -
dreams, chants, predictions.
And these are not Manilov’s dreams.