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A Small Corner of Warmth In My Winter Soul

I can do nothing,

I am not suitable for anything.

My soul is trapped in a snow.

Yet there is a small corner of warmth

in my winter soul:

there is always the lilac

and tulips are in bloom.

The river and green forest

and the road to home are there.

All this will be until then,

while my beloved is near to me.

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