21:58 - un šovakar pietiks ;)
"In Winter, when fields are white,
I sing this song for your delight.
In Spring, when woods are getting green,
I'll try and tell you what I mean.
In Summer, when the days are long,
perhaps you'll understand this song.
In Autumn, when the leaves are brown,
take pen & ink, and write it down."
(ir doma)