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A Bear

Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 8/30/2019

When the day has entered into the shadow, laying down on the slope
And was weaving a shawl of mist at the feet, like tulle,
Suddenly... neither squeak, nor bass... a fear that fell
- When the day has entered into the shadow - laying down on the slope...

It was a bear that stood like a giant log... I turned pale
And almost fainted - the King of the Forest stood only a step away
When the day was entering the shadow, laying down on the slope
And was weaving a shawl of mist at the feet... like tulle.

Wieslaw Musialowski 10/15/2001

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