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I recognized you in everything:

In the glow of the sun in gold,

In the exact harmony of birches,

In the crystal droplets of dew.

But by chance, in reality,

I recognize your myth in you.

That voice that rings in the creek.

Now I am attracted to you.

In the eyes of the lake to look.

In the eyes, lakes drown.

Birch slender hug…

And a hot kiss to…

So that the World suddenly became a living myth,

And the sun’s ray, your warmth.

Like heaven, with a pure dawn,

Meet with Love, with you…