Holiday and Hurricane

Once upon a time there was a people who loved
To celebrate the holidays and give joy to everyone.
They warmed their neighbors with their sincerity
And they lived happily in a happy country.

When there was some kind of holiday again,
The wind blew hard and it started to rain.
The hurricane hit the city with all its might,
And the holiday was immediately interrupted, unfortunately.




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People fled to their homes and shelters,
To hide from the storm and the strong wind.
But in shelters they could not forget about the holiday,
And everyone was waiting for the hurricane to end.

Finally, after long hours of waiting,
The hurricane ended, the winds subsided.
The people went out of their houses to the streets,
To continue celebration again.

And so people sing and dance merrily,
Under a bright blue sky full of light.
And they understand, that life is like a hurricane,
Sometimes it brings sadness and trouble.

But people remember that joy and love
Stronger than anything in life.
And so they always celebrate,
After all, hurricane will not be able to stop them.

Nothing can stop a cheerful people,
Even the humble fabulist, who imperceptibly
Sitting with his laptop in the corner
And composes "A Feast in Time of Plague 3.0"



The original text was written by me in Russian. I haven't studied English systematically so the translation may not be ideal. The main work was done by Google Translate, I just corrected obvious absurdities, where I noticed them and where I did not confuse them with brilliant insights.