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Dedicated To Wendy Macdonald From Australia

2. There is Autumn in the Australia, in the Russia ---------------------------------- The red-haired Autumn has come to Russia. She has painted all the leaves of the trees with gold colour. The Wind and the Rain love her very much. She dances the Parting Waltz With them both. At just this time, leaves are departing from their trees. They are beginning their own dance, named «Fall of the Leaf». Then Autumn is singing her lullaby-song for orphaned trees, for stray dogs and cats, for the damp rain, for the sparrows and crows, And for the frozen earth, too. Autumn is singing her lullaby-song about the tropical, hot country, Australia Where there are eucalyptus, And fern forests, the Pacific ocean, And the mysterious mountains. In this magic country live kind, funny friends: Kangaroos, Koalas, Cockatoos, and Emu. Now they are dreaming about Russian Autumn: in her corona from yellow leaves, in her red rowan’s beads, and with her favourite friends: with wind, and sorrowful rain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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