Из цикла Полевые цветы, Лютик, на англ

         Buttercup

   You are so shy and modest,
   Yellow, yellow buttercup,
   When you are swaying in the wind
   Down and up, down and up.

   Your petals are so shiny
   When you are swaying down and up
   That I just feel like licking
   Each buttery shiny cup.


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