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There is a golden town
Surrounded with a gate,
The sky above the town is blue,
And no one comes too late.
A hidden garden blooms
Where wildest flowers grow
And many wondrous creatures stroll,
Majestic and unknown.
A lion shakes his flaming-fire mane,
An ox is still, with eyes indigo-blue,
And, take a look, a golden eagle soars,
Whose enlightened gaze is unforgettable.
...
solloma развила угрожающий темп =)
Surrounded with a gate,
The sky above the town is blue,
And no one comes too late.
A hidden garden blooms
Where wildest flowers grow
And many wondrous creatures stroll,
Majestic and unknown.
A lion shakes his flaming-fire mane,
An ox is still, with eyes indigo-blue,
And, take a look, a golden eagle soars,
Whose enlightened gaze is unforgettable.
...
solloma развила угрожающий темп =)