A Registered Leaf | final version

translator:  Caveman1

translated poem: Liść polecony (bazz) - Moderator: Michał Zabłocki
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Rolling stones will gather no moss
With their rotation they make moss obedient
Rolling they smooth rivers' banks and brush leaves
Giving sinister murmur
It is quite the contrary with trees:
Moss always grows on them from north
And leaves sadly turn their eyes eastwards
That is why we rarely see rolling trees
And growing stones
Rarelier than squirrels sending registred leaves

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