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Часть III. Песнь души
Part III. Song of the soul
Floret

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1. Small floret opens its eyes in the spring,

All around there is color green.

One floret is in the wonderful dress

Of color bright on the earth awake.

2. The grass and trees are all green,

But only the floret’s color does win!

Whose hand has decorated this one?!

The nature is a painter fine!

3. It always knows which color is best

For everything, that is born on earth.

But the floret very little is,

Knows nothing about this.

4. With open eyes it looks at the world,

Where the fire is burning of the blinding sun.

Where the sky is blue with clouds white,

Everything in life does its color find.

5. But why the foliage is certainly of one type,

And the flowers are of a different kind!

On mountains the snow is only white always,

And only yellow are the sunny rays. Oh, yes…

6. But who will reveal about color the truth,

Who brought the colors from the universe and whose

Is the first idea – to have adorned

With flowers the earth and petals with the fiery tones?!


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