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Birch
From our old birch she bled
I enjoy watching the region
How a rye field in the distance below the mountains
He will ripen again in summer
Like a wind with a stream below us
Another water will flow
Oh, how bitter, bitter is disappointment
When a man comes to life
It's been so long since last time
I held you by the hand
How many snow fell, so it's been years
What our song did
Like the wind the branches of the trees sweeps
And then their heads get involved
Oh how easy, light is the human action
Before you lose love
So I whistle and I remember
On a rural paradise, on a goat, on a geese
So I will whistle and devour everything bad
From the birch I'm never down anymore
Maybe it would seem
That world
It is a spruce bush for me
It was worth it
So taste the wormwood
And I'm not angry with you
Like a breeze when the summer breaks
And bring the dragons to the children
Oh how brittle, fragile is knowledge
That someone else finds himself
So I whistle and I remember
On a rural paradise, on a goat, on a geese
So I will whistle and devour everything bad
From the birch I'm never down anymore
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Публикувано от 
RealAchampnator в(ъв)/на 2018-08-20
RealAchampnator в(ъв)/на 2018-08-20Добавено в отговор на заявка, направена от 
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