Ah, the raindrops on the flowers, The magical miracle of dawn. The picture is worthy of a pen, And the magic of the poet's lines.

Again the rain scattered across the flowers

Crystal sparks of dawn.

The color of the rainbow is playing there,

Beckoning with iridescences of light.

The painting is worthy of a pen,

And the images in the canvases.

And the sun shines in the morning,

Caressing with natural beauty.

Ah, the raindrops on the flowers

A lovely miracle vision.

And the image is born in verse,

Like in a fairy tale, it comes instantly.

 

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