As the wind dances through the elm trees
it brings down giant oaks
and thick red woods to their knees
and the ground is covered with the snows white cloak
'winter is here, winter is here' all the creatures will scream
from the tiny hares to the giant deer
to us it may look like a dream
but they are all screaming in fear
as they run from winter himself
they scream 'winter is here, winter is here'
and as they do more are joining the getaway
and all are screaming in fear
they run fast and agile until weather is once again at bay
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I would like to translate this poem
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