The season removed his coat
Of wind, cold an drain,
And put on embroidery,
Gleaming sunshine, bright and beautiful.
There is neither animal nor bird
That doesn’t tell in it’s own tongue:
The season removed his coat.
Rivers, fountains and brooks
Wear, as handsome garments,
Silver drops of goldsmith’s work;
Everyone puts on new clothing:
The season removed his coat.
The season removed his coatOf wind, cold an drain,And put on embroidery,Gleaming sunshine, bright and beautiful.There is neither animal nor birdThat doesn’t tell in it’s own tongue:The season removed his coat.Rivers, fountains and brooksWear, as handsome garments,Silver drops of goldsmith’s work;Everyone puts on new clothing:The season removed his coat.
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