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20 lines
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Song Roman iz k / f "accursed trails"
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Oh, I zatsvol feather in the desert,
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Lakes blinding brilliance.
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And until blue mountains
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Lay the steppes,
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Space to lay down the most, the most blue mountains,
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And until blue mountains
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Lay the steppes,
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Space to lay blue mountains.
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Our lives, our work lining,
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Ah, flowers, feather in the desert!
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Oh, to grow our region,
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Cheerfully to walk,
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Well, the pitch and let a song sings,
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Oh, to grow our region,
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Cheerfully to walk,
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Sang our song! 1935
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