A Little Bird - Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

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A Little Bird

In alien lands I keep the body
Of ancient native rites and things:
I gladly free a little birdie
At celebration of the spring.

I'm now free for consolation,
And thankful to almighty Lord:
At least, to one of his creations
I've given freedom in this world!

Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

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