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Слушать(AI)When The Sun Come After Rain
EN the sun comes after
And the bird is in the blue,
The girls go down the
Two by two.
When the sun comes after
And the singing of the showers,
The girls go up the meadow,
Fair as flowers.
When the eve comes dusky
And the moon succeeds the sun,
The girls go home to
One by one.
And when life draws to its
And the day of man is past,
They shall all go home to heaven,
Home at last.
Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis Stevenson (born Robert Lewis Balfour Stevenson; 13 November 1850 – 3 December 1894) was a Scottish novelist, poet and travel writer
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