That pansy' lawn some heavens above...
The slide nigh leaves the tide
Nimfali' mouts seems pretty contains parts souls dole
Slide which nigh and reves.
Have bright eyes,
We looked for treegreenlight,
In a wood, at pagan Kupala day ,
We launched the lightened cored lawn said,
There from a seed our tree become to grow
We does the way, the was shown.
Has written at 15 July 2010
Translation of feelings,
Seeing angel's wings,
A plot of lives,
Turn tepid wind.
That pansy lawn some heavens above...
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