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The snow is still white in the fields,
And in the spring the waters are noisy -
They run and wake up the sleepy shore,
They run, and shine, and shout...
They say all over:
"Spring is coming, spring is coming,
We are messengers of young spring,
She sent us ahead!
Spring is coming, spring is coming,
And quiet, warm May days
Ruddy, bright round dance
The crowd is cheerfully following her!..” 0 reply
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