Swedish practice poem. đ
Nattbrisen blÄser
Kronbladen dansar
i ensamhet
The night breeze blows
The petals dance
in solitude
Petals fall into darkness,
strewing colors of love through the night.
Chasing dreams that cannot be held,
they leave behind only their fragrance.
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Swedish practice poem. đ
Söt viskning
en varm omfamning
i mÄnljus natt
blir en dröm
Sweet whisper
a warm embrace
in a moonlit night
becomes a dream
An enchanting sound resounds,
the violinâs tone so soothing,
carrying a sweet danger, like the whisper of the devil.
The performer smilesâ
and the music fades into the night.
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The stars dream of dawn,
while I dream of you.
The moon remains silent, watching from above.
Wrapped in the colors of midnight, I remember your presence.
And as the night deepens,
I am gently drawn into the world of dreams.
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