Indian Summer Valery Alaykin Poem by Yuri Starostin

Indian summer
The indian summer is time back!
Everything losted are in the past,
To heart it is possible to press again,
Suddenly having understood simple in the difficult.
The indian summer, return
Those hours, where an insult pain
Could not tell 'forgive'
And have sinking a requiems.
Today I become wise,
Has understood a silly reproaches,
And in your fire, having burnt down,
Has forgotten all quarrels.
Indian summer time back
Has turned with a new force,
And I have met again
For ever with the lovess.
11.10.2012