ПОМОГИТЕ ПЖ НИЧЕГО В ГОЛОВУ НЕ ПРИХОДЕТ НАДО СОЧИНИТЬ СТИХ ДОЛЖНЫ БЫТЬ ЭТИ СЛОВА rain-again head-bed bright-light child-smiled ДАМ 40 БАЛОВ
I lift my headAnd I get out of bed I look out the window - rainAnd I want to be sad again But here comes a bright light I look: the child is playing on the street, smiled And I dress and run to him We are the happy two will swing on the swings
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