The solemn trees stand bare and dry
In misery, immersed
The angels, o’er the heavens high
Shed tears to quench their thirst
Once all Earth cried in pain for life
Each angel shed a tear
From gray the clouds to end such strife
Endured in winters ere’
And blessed the trees that now stand tall
Renewed for now they drank
For Heavens high, the angels all
In renewal now they thank
Once again when winter, arrives
And knocks on spring’s bright door
And the winds, sharp, life all deprives
The angels shed once more
To quench the thirst of the deprived
Each dried and parched-out leaf
The thirst of spring that had arrived
And brought upon relief
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 8:52 PM UTC
The solemn trees stand bare and dry
In misery, immersed
The angels, o’er the heavens high
Shed tears to quench their thirst
Once all Earth cried in pain for life
Each angel shed a tear
From gray the clouds to end such strife
Endured in winters ere’
And blessed the trees that now stand tall
Renewed for now they drank
For Heavens high, the angels all
In renewal now they thank
Once again when winter, arrives
And knocks on spring’s bright door
And the winds, sharp, life all deprives
The angels shed once more
To quench the thirst of the deprived
Each dried and parched-out leaf
The thirst of spring that had arrived
And brought upon relief
Copyright Gleb Zavlanov 2013