Из цикла Полевые цветы, Ромашка, на англ

             Camomile
 
       Pretty little camomile,
       In the green field you grow.
       I like very much your sunny smile,
       Don't you know?

       Oh don't be afraid of me
       When to the field I go,
       I want you to be happy and free,
       Don't you know?

       I will not ever pick you up,
       So grow happy and free,
       Drink rains and listen to the wind's sweet harp.
       Do not be afraid of me!


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