Переведите стихотворение our love for nature, has its roots, it offers life, it offers fruits. not just beauty, it's way beyond, a peaceful lake or just a pond. our love for nature, keeps us close, rocks erode, as the river flows. from a hilltop, to the sea, towards the sky, grows a tree. our love for nature, gives us peace, seasons change, flying geese. nature shall thrive, if we combine, your love for it, along with mine