Palm trees

The palm tree stands on one leg

Exceeding all trees

Peek into the sky.

Remember, the black cloud blows,

Absolutely flies;

Where will he get the fan?

That's why he's right in his head

On round leaves

If the wish matches, -

In my mind, I understand this wing,

It is not allowed to fly

He left his home.

All day long

Trembling leaves,

As if to fly,

Out of the sky in my mind

Avoid the stars

As if he is going somewhere.

After that the wind goes down,

The leaves stop shaking,

Back to his mind

Either way, the mother is the soil

It feels good

The corner of the earth.