А,воз и ныне там.
Берёза
White birch
under my window
принакрылась by snow
precisely by silver.
On fluffy ветках
snow каймой
The brusnes were dissmissed
white бахромой.
Also there is a birch
In sleepy silence
Also burn снежинки
On gold fire/
And заря is lazy
Bypassing a circle
обсыпает ветки
Вy new silver.