Breath deep the crisp autumn air.

Observe the changing of the trees.

Let their colors remind you of life.

They do not die — they simply prepare to be reborn.

They will die some day.

You will die some day.

But not today.

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Чёрный ворон, чёрный ворон,

Что ты вьёшься надо мной?

Ты добычи не дождёшься,

Чёрный ворон, я не твой!

Black raven, black raven,

Why do you hover over me?

You'll never get your prey

Black raven, I'm not yours!

I might die today. It hasn't ended yet.

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