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494 B
Plaintext
22 lines
494 B
Plaintext
Swung open space field
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For birch grove noisy
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I swung open expanse of the field ...
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A warm wind blows over the Niwa,
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Gold, gold, gold ...
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Song in urochat school girls,
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A song for the floating clouds.
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Steppe to the edge of the bread is rich,
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Wide, wide, wide ...
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The rainbow sky, bright playing,
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Embraces field and meadow.
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You always us storonka native,
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The road, the road, the road ...
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Oh, you bread prairie, thick,
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Rose, fresh wind breathing!
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To what today Russia
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Good, good, good ... 1956 |