Oma Dug (oufmh)

There is in the initial autumn A short but wonderful time - The whole day is like crystal, And the evenings are radiant... Where the cheerful sickle walked and the ear fell, Now everything is empty - space is everywhere - Only a web of thin hair Glistens on the idle furrow... The air is empty, the birds are no longer heard, But the first winter storms are still far away - And pure and warm azure flows To the resting field...

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