I am a park Come, sit here and laugh Bask in the sun and while your day away among my velvet green fields the silver trees, the plentiful flowerbeds and bracing arbours. And when the icy evening lowers, go home, selfish citizens, go home. I will cope all night, all by myself, with the falling snow. Translated by Muhammad Salim-ur-rahman |
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