Из цикла Полевые цветы, Цикорий, на англ

          Chickory
 
   The chickory's blue colour
   Is like the blue of the sky,
   Like the blue of forget-me-nots
   And cornflowers in the rye.

   The chickory likes to grow
   Freely in the field,
   And if you put it in a vase,
   It will soon wilt.

   It is a proud flower
   And independent, too,
   So leave it to grow how it likes,
   And it will thank you.


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