Lyudmila Senchina The Sweet Smelling White Acacia Flowers

Людмила Сенчина Белой акации гроздья душистые The SweetSmelling White Acacia Flowers (translated by Anna Russia) A nightingale was whistling to us all night long, The city was quiet, and so were all the buildings. These sweetsmelling white acacia flowers Drove us mad all night long. The garden was rinsed by heavy spring showers, Dark ravines were filled with rain water. My God, how naïve we were those days How young we were