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Well meadow amid beautiful flowers
Enchanted fragrance
Poppies and wreaths ditch compose
Not noticing that those die
And only in the memory is fresh flavor

I walk and carry my wreath
They adorned themselves as
grave From him off not able
I do not see tulips and lilies
And that itself is already not happy maqam