A CORDIAL LANSCAPE
In a cordial landscape of sun
Summer matures,
Growing rapidly
In the circle of nature...
With a petals of wild flowers-bells
And a smell of freshly-cut grass,
In a golden bloodstream
Love rises bountifully,
As long as hope shines in the sky
And birds song sounds all about:
In the air- summer,
In the trees- summer,
In the eyes- summer,
Life is within and this passing has sense...
In a cordial landscape of sun
Summer matures,
Growing rapidly
In the circle of nature...
With a petals of wild flowers-bells
And a smell of freshly-cut grass,
In a golden bloodstream
Love rises bountifully,
As long as hope shines in the sky
And birds song sounds all about:
In the air- summer,
In the trees- summer,
In the eyes- summer,
Life is within and this passing has sense...
A GOLDEN FRUIT
In the rays of rainbow
Summer blossoms brilliantly
With a range of warmest colours,...
Wrapped in a wind of sweet scents.
In the sun-warmed noon
Long grasses sway slowly
Like a dreams within cumuli clouds
And lazy cats upon the summer breeze.
Here are the birds' voices,
A sap of fresh raspberries
bloods the fingers sweetly,
Here is hope-sun, the golden fruit of sky.
GREEN MEADOWLANDS
I close my eyes
To feel free,
Now i can dance...
Among green meadowlands,
The sun lights my path,
On the wings of Love
I will fly to the eternity...
In the rays of rainbow
Summer blossoms brilliantly
With a range of warmest colours,...
Wrapped in a wind of sweet scents.
In the sun-warmed noon
Long grasses sway slowly
Like a dreams within cumuli clouds
And lazy cats upon the summer breeze.
Here are the birds' voices,
A sap of fresh raspberries
bloods the fingers sweetly,
Here is hope-sun, the golden fruit of sky.
GREEN MEADOWLANDS
I close my eyes
To feel free,
Now i can dance...
Among green meadowlands,
The sun lights my path,
On the wings of Love
I will fly to the eternity...
[ANNA ZAPALSKA]
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