The God brakes the bounds

Мария Алматова 2
The song of a Rain
Is so deep and romantic
Each one little drop
Is a pure semantics
It falls on the ground
With soft music splash
Creating around the
Silvery sash
The stars in the gloom
Closed mystery eyes
The trees hide the moon
While it quietly cries
All children and dogs
Snore so cute in the beds
The cats on the windowsills
Roll the ball threads
So peaceful around:
From the East to the West
The God brakes the bounds:
"PEOPLE, NO MORE THREATS!!!"