I love you, Motherland

Elisaveta Bagryana I love you, my motherland, spring, For green ornaments And with colorful flowers, budding In the first sunny day. I love you, when summer corn overlaid And boil harvest in the fields, And you breathe Morn. I love you when you fall Under a clear sky Collect fruits with a song Working people. […]

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