Joy - potery

Joy, like a quick carpenter,
Briskly shines in the water.
Hands can build a church
And the cuckoo and the star.
Repent to cornfields and bird cherry trees, -
Living have no sins.
Out of luck swell slip
Howl only on cows.
Don't call yourself a robber
If it’s clean, then fall into the mud.
Believe - a calf from a podoynik
The crucian is smiling.