The sun is peeking through the clouds,
The sprout is emerging from the grounds,
The voice is rising from the crowds,
The hope's ascending over towns,
The sun is shining, sky is blue,
A bird from tree to house flew,
The tree eleven meters grew,
You realize your dream came true.
Your dream came true...
© Copyright: Пётр Квитко, 2019
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