Harmony...

Yosef  Latman

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            HARMONY...
(Free translation  did by the author)

The voices of birches and spruces,
of  flowers and grass  on their tunes
Are sounding , when the wind  is starting,
As if, with a cry, oboe is laughing.

And,  interlacing in a chaotic choir as
In  forests or noisying sea,  will waked
Everyone's voice  (the prima or the second),
And they will not sink in unknown mosses.
28.09.2019


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