Полина - Апрель
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I remember our first April

Then Sunday after Easter

And the smell of wild horses

He became the beginning of our fairy tale

So beautiful as spring

And so fresh like the leaves

First colors that forever

Painting the world with a magic brush

That day we wanted to frolic

Together to dance and sing

Under the singing of a spring bird

From happiness to fly to the sky

And here are flights on the plane

Going down in Zorbe along the mountain,

I understand, you don't mind?

I will devote myself to you!