ПОМОГИТЕ ПЖ НИЧЕГО В ГОЛОВУ НЕ ПРИХОДЕТ
НАДО СОЧИНИТЬ СТИХ
ДОЛЖНЫ БЫТЬ ЭТИ СЛОВА
rain-again head-bed bright-light child-smiled
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I lift my headAnd I get out of bedI look out the window - rainAnd I want to be sad againBut here comes a bright lightI look: the child is playing on the street, smiledAnd I dress and run to himWe are the happy two will swing on the swings