I Like To Wander On The Forest Edge In A Summer By Vasily Bargachan Poem by Yuri Starostin

I like to wander on the forest edge in a summer
Especially in the dawn hours,
When a woke up, a first light of the sun
Paints the branches, full of dew.

As a girl,
Who laughs,
The forest at this time looks fun.
A leaves laughs, a needles. Given up
A forest fun and my soul.

So more and more a songs up me,
A dew-lets laughter,
A blossom fragrance.
A non-stop talker, a forest is noisy by a shroud,
A needles to me talks about something.
I 'm walking on the grass untouched,
From the sweeping joy I laugh,
All rejoice, I sing up a songs
And I feel I become a song