I like to wander alone in the woods.
I fell in love with loneliness by chance,
When I turned sixty, suddenly
The lifelong berth became absurd and cramped.

I appreciated the freedom of the woods, the lakes,
The harmonious ideal of natural sounds,
And the fear when you step onto the road
In a dense, dense forest, where I have never been before.

When I am alone - I can be silent to myself,
Talk, as with a friend, or sing a song,
Rustle the autumn leaves in the woods,
Roar from a feeling of grief or happiness.

Когда один (When one)

I am electronics engineer and poet. I create new original music!

Когда один (When one)

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