Photo from my new project "winter magic"
~A little warmer than the glass, but the evil frost
I walked into the doors, like in the garden of July flowers
I want to warm them with warm, but the pink roses
Pink roses, Pink roses, the thorns are defenseless
what did with them made the snow and frost, ice blue windows
People decorate with you, own holiday only a few days
And leave you to die on a white, cold window"
Poem base on song: "Laskovyj Maj - Bielyje Rozy/Tender May - White Roses"
That was one of the best song of 80`s in USSR
