Cichy Noc


As I look upon this country fair,
I recline on my window chair,
Legs flung along the armrest
I think of love and all the rest.

Winter’s turned my vision white,
A solemn freeze on a quiet night.
Sleep tonight won’t easily come,
My thoughts flying, on the run.

Legs flung along the armrest
I think of life, chill in my chest.
And I recline on my window chair,
Looking upon this country fair.

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