Late evening, sun is setting behind the trees,
but light is on every path because it's snowing.
The forest is so quiet. Here in the forest lives
a lady-rabbit, who doesn't have even a slightest idea
of what is going on in the world.
Soon snow will melt. Flocks of birds will be coming back.
A vagabond wolf is so hungry that his stomach growls.
The forest is so quiet. True, here in the forest lives
a lady-rabbit right under the wolf's nose, behind that tree.
A baby-deer in the meadow for warmth clings to it's momma,
The silence is broken by a woodpecker. And again the forest
is quiet. After all, a lady-rabbit lives here and all animal
community knows that.