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All magnificence of
Pipes — is but murmur of
Grass — before you.
All magnificence of
Storms — is but chatter of
Birds — before you.
All magnificence of
Wings — is but patter of
Eyelids — before you.
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Всё великолепье
Труб — лишь только лепет
Трав — перед Тобой.
Всё великолепье
Бурь — лишь только щебет
Птиц — перед Тобой.
Всё великолепье
Крыл — лишь только трепет
Век — перед Тобой.
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Ученик. 6. Всё великолепье...
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