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453 B
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27 lines
453 B
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I go out in the field, on the expanse,
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On the boundless expanse of ...
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Blue sky, sea bread
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Go away harvesters ...
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Chorus:
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How do I figure out how I hug
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Expanse of my Russian?
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Forest and field, cry crane ...
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No land more beautiful.
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We are in our region remove
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Harvest innumerable,
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And for cleaning watches vigilantly
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eye sun light.
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Chorus.
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Good news ... with them,
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Filling the land, splash, waves,
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Full of happiness,
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Songs of harvest.
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Chorus
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