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Over Canada over Canada
The sun sits low.
I would have to sleep for a long time -
Why should not I sleep?
Blue sky over Canada,
Between the rain slanting birch ...
Though similar to Russia,
Only all the same - not Russia.

We were tired whisper: & quot; greysya & quot;, -
And love starts tricks.
April snow teasing us,
Beckons us home comfort.
I snowball - if not the spring,
The house is someone else's - not the new home:
Though similar to the fun,
Only all the same - not fun.

You now slush
The pools of sunspots.
Do not hurry love mourn,
Hold me back.
Blue sky over Canada,
Between the rain slanting birch ...
Though similar to Russia,
Only all the same - not Russia!

April 1963, & quot; & quot ;, Kruzenshtern Halifax port