</>The year starts and now it's Spring
Flowers start blooming, the birdies sing
The year goes on and Summer comes
Temperatures rise, hot it becomes
The Fall approches yet takes it's time
But when it gets here, it's so sublime
The Winter arrives not far behind
Its atmosphere, always beguile
The year is over but starts again
Seasons keep changing, they won't refrain...
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I would like to translate this poem