sleep before night come

this golden autumn - the most wonderful time for my city. again and again i answer that u should see Moscow during Indian summer - short, tender, changeable, gold, full of leaves and last sky. i came back to warm hug of dark and crooked streets. i couldnt wish more. i like this last smiles on faces of people on the squares - faces fill with sun, but it's winter blood.

one step from still overcrowded street. a bunch hidded behind trees, and i was feeling like a kitten on lap, i curled myself up, i closed my eyes... in these first my evenings here again - i was sleeping lightly, covered with last warm air.