Polynom smells like summer in our barviso, To follow the yellow dormouse all day long. Turns the head into the golden wine, And until then the children are singing songs. Ice in the wind, hairs and poppies blowing, On the green valleys of wheat fields. And the fragrant daisies are gathering in clusters, And the little bird doesn’t wash until bedtime. The earth warms with warmth, from the clouds it stirs, Behind the sky the sun is invisible to us, And from the moment it sets, it spins around - The water in the river heats up, you swim there. Yagid relish will give us all another summer And it’s warm so that everything in the fields ripens, The goslings and children swam in the rivers, The cherries and raspberries ripened in the gardens.
