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Cлово "HEAVEN"

1. * * * (Immortelle's dry and pink. On the fresh heaven)

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2. * * * (The blue lacquer dims of heaven)

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1. * * * (Immortelle's dry and pink. On the fresh heaven)

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Часть текста: Immortelle's dry and pink. On the fresh heaven The clouds are roughly pasted, almost dark. The leaves of only oak within the park Are still colorless and thin. The rays of dusk are burning until midnight. How nice it is inside my cramped abode! Today with me converse many-a-bird About the most tender, in delight. I'm happy. But the way, Forest and smooth, is to me most dear, The crippled bridge, curved a bit here, And that remain only several days.

2. * * * (The blue lacquer dims of heaven)

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Часть текста: The blue lacquer dims of heaven, And the song is better heard. It's the little trumpet made of dirt, There's no reason for her to complain. Why does she forgive me, And whoever told her of my sins? Or is that this voice that now repeats The last poems that you wrote for me?