From Goethe Poem by Mikhail Lermontov

From Goethe



Tops of dreaming highlands
Darken in a night;
Valleys lull, in silence,
A fresh dim inside;

Dust sleeps on a road,
Leafage does not shake.
Wait a little more,
You'll too have a break.

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