Oh, how silent is the nature,
It only looks and only hears,
The people’s spirit in a rapture
Clings to a freedom – fast and fierce.
This planet will forget offences
Of him who trades, of him who kills,
And, as in reminiscences,
Druids will teach from greenish hills.
And, as in olden times, the poets
Will lead men’s souls up to heights,
Like Angel leads the dazzling comets
To a point, that is not in sight.
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