как читать срочно In winter I get up night.And dress by yellow candlelight. In summer,quite the other way, I have to go bed by day. I have to go bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? срочто пожалуйста