October daybreaks... autumn watches,
Delight of her is obvious.
The sun's soundless and sparkling oar
Just touches the earth and goes
Along the banks of sky awaked...
Sun hands birds their songs.
Nocturnal sleepy lazy rain
Says, that he will return.
October days... the sky is clear,
The fall wears colored dress
And breathes so light and freely
Like these are vernal days.
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