O' greeny trees, high peaks,
Adorable air and lively river along pebbles few
When do I hesitate to admire you?
You're never ignored ghastly,
All of us love your beauty!

You've been living gallantly
With the legacy that resides in the air.
Admiring the purity of air I would breathe barely,
Amongst all the gorgeous ones, only at you one could glare!


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