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Everything is quiet and peaceful
In the garden aromatic!
But bore lives there…
Birds and plants are looking at the sky
Waiting changes.
And they have come: he's appeared
And he inverted everything.
This is wind that like drunken man
Is shaking curls of basilica and tulip,
Is taking cover of the rose…
But the nightingale is glorifying
Beauty of aromatic creatures
And wind that dared to break
Primness of this assembly.
Everything is quiet and peaceful
In the garden aromatic!
But bore lives there…
Birds and plants are looking at the sky
Waiting changes.
And they have come: he's appeared
And he inverted everything.
This is wind that like drunken man
Is shaking curls of basilica and tulip,
Is taking cover of the rose…
But the nightingale is glorifying
Beauty of aromatic creatures
And wind that dared to break
Primness of this assembly.