The forest is like a magical palace
Сoloured lilac and golden and red;
It's standing like a wall, bewitched by calmness,
surrounding cheerful and sunny glade.
The Wood is smelling as an oak and a pine,
It's dried up this summer by hot of the sun...
Birches are dressed in yellow carving,
Firtrees're like turrets, dark and so charming,
Through little windows in maple valance
Deep-azure heaven is steaming sunlight;
And Autumn is coming in her motley palace,
And now she's looking like a widow quiet...
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