Autumn hedgehog

Night in the autumn cold garden ...
In the fallen leaves you can barely hear
Night hedgehog, like a sorcerer,
In the full moon I came out of the mink

Spend the last days
Heat. You can already hear the breath
The icy winds in the mountains
And the valleys howl for a long time.

He sits and stares into the dark
Like the ghost of a sleeping garden
The silence of the last minutes
Late autumn enjoying.

He watches the fall of the leaves ...
Soon the snow will start spinning in the same way.
This yellow autumn garden
Will only dream only in a dream.

And it will remind you of a blizzard at times
The quiet rustle of autumn leaves
That once upon a warm night
The hedgehog in this sleeping garden heard

And I did not know that the deadline was measured
Warm days. And already on the doorstep
A winter moan is heard.
He howls that, alas, everything passes,

That this long night will pass
Will fly around the foliage and one day
Snow will fall. No one in this grove
This night and will not even remember ...

Only the Hedgehog will also be in silence
Come to the sleeping garden at night
Remembering the rustle of foliage
And the breath of the autumn night ...

Squirrel