Summer is fading away,
Snow lies on the field;
The children look out of the house
Out of the windows... pity for freedom!
The children are languishing in the hut,
Bored and complaining:
“Why is this winter so fierce?
They keep asking.
The whole field is covered with snow,
Don't leave the house!
Keep the windows closed,
There's nowhere to go for a walk!
The snow and frost have frozen everything
All the flowers in the field...
The winter won't end!”
The children complain.
Wait, wait, dear children!
Summer will come again,
A sweet hour will come,
When winter is gone;
And our field will bloom,
And the green will come again
And its spring will come again
Will cover it with flowers.
Summer is fading away,
Snow lies on the field;
The children look out of the house
Out of the windows... pity for freedom!
The children are languishing in the hut,
Bored and complaining:
“Why is this winter so fierce?
They keep asking.
The whole field is covered with snow,
Don't leave the house!
Keep the windows closed,
There's nowhere to go for a walk!
The snow and frost have frozen everything
All the flowers in the field...
The winter won't end!”
The children complain.
Wait, wait, dear children!
Summer will come again,
A sweet hour will come,
When winter is gone;
And our field will bloom,
And the green will come again
And its spring will come again
Will cover it with flowers.
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