Snowfall savoias the sky
And snowflakes swirl in the fields,
On the hills hang ridiculous,
Stuck in the pine branches.
All the ravines are covered with snow,
Bent by the wind, sprinkled with feather,
Under a whitish hanging sky
Snowdrifted in the field of sagebrush.
A bare branch froze a birch,
And will not remember the old leaves,
Indewey it from frost,
Waiting for her in the languor of spring.
Rowan Bush by the edge of the forest
Sheltered under a thick pine tree,
Its clusters are cold in winter
Birds were fed hungry sometimes.
Silence and flight does not hear,
As a snowflake soars, circling,
Covered with a shroud luxuriously,
The whole earth is asleep until spring.