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şeirlər poems
THE FALL IS COMING, MY DEAR
The fall is coming
Real fall.
A little later
Yellow leaves
Will fall to the ground
Detaching one by one from the fall.
Our fingers will be cold
from the cold and frost.
The fall will be covered
by the golden foliage
flying in the air
by the blowing wind.
Like a golden snake
The fall
will turn from corner to corner,
will crawl from side street to side street.
With its golden color
the fall
will be visible from everywhere.
And slowly, slowly
Leaf by leaf
the fall
Will be built
on the white wall of the winter...
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