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Autumn, your | Autumn, through your musical magic, | ||
Wind and sky, they got delighted. | |||
Heaps of nectar from the blue yonder | |||
Brightened Earth's existence. | |||
The rivers with their water brimming, | |||
Plants and trees in verdant beauty, | |||
Fruits and flowers | Fruits and flowers with the scent of honey... | ||
They aroused a golden dream. | |||
In | In sweet clouds silver-colored, | ||
Every aspiration is awakened. | |||
Racing speedily is every penchant... | |||
Everything | Everything was made to dance toward Him. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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