The sky in the morning is blue,
the grasses are under it has dew
and the rays of sun are few
but the chirping of birds has grew.
Now the sun is at ninety,
the hands of clocks are meeting
and the nature is enjoying its beauty
in the sun shining.
The twinkling is gradually increasing,
and the brightness is gradually decreasing.
The birds are going back to their nest
so they can have a rest
in the sweet moon light.
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