Summer mood

If the heart is bad, if the soul is sad;
If it seems that happiness will not come to you already;
If it seems that there is only ice and cold everywhere,
A wonderful miracle of love will never happen;

If it seems that there is no one around now -
Nevermind. And remember the summer.
Remember this celebration of light
Sounds, smells of it.

Remember the blue morning and the fogs by the river;
A leaf sprinkled with dew, the smell of mint from the hand.
Remember the secret paths among maples and birches
In the quiet backwaters water lilies, dragonflies' wings.

Remember the noise of merry showers, the ringing of grasshoppers in the grass,
And a wreath of white lilies on your head.
Remember the sun glare in the warm puddles along the roads
And full of fragrant strawberries with a top box.

Remember the pines at the edge, the thin thread of cobwebs,
And the hoarse call of the cuckoo, inviting you to live long.
Do you remember, this cuckoo guessed a long way for us ...
Soon, soon, soon - summer. It remains only a little to wait ...

Vadim Guzhev