Whistles!Whistles!
In city in visitors have flown!
And sat down on a Rowan tree
To discuss winter trends.
Whose more beautiful outfit,
Who guests of the woods glad!
From what on the Christmas tree rhinestones,
Pearls or diamonds?
Who lives in what forest.
What is the new year holiday?
Where do the titmice eat?
They made a noise out of habit.
He blowed, he blowed
A flock of friends flew away.
Sad was that Rowan-
There is no beauty in sight...
But it turns red in the morning -
Brush Rowan on the snow.