38 lines
1.1 KiB
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38 lines
1.1 KiB
Plaintext
The summer camp
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Raise our buglers in the morning,
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Ties are twisted like a flame in the wind, the wind.
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Learn to see here in time everywhere-ka -
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Then charging the line.
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Difficult, frankly!
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The sun sends greetings to the hot,
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The trees - like a mast,
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Which, scarlet sail, the dawn.
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As a joke, we fight, but we're friends seriously.
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Together we go to the river and to the farm, and the farm.
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We do not run aimlessly -
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We go out to weed,
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To battle against the stubborn weed!
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/ Will field clean-pure
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And then we accordionist
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Song famously pioneering spoom.-2p. /
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With this song, we believe a hundred ways,
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Well, we will not let boredom on the threshold to the threshold.
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We will write to Pope with his mother:
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"Our camp - the most fun"
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A back - ulybnomsya, entering the house!
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We do not get lost in the woods,
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The wind does not catch cold,
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Not faded from the sun and rain.
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/ Loss from Vocalise /
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We will write to Pope with his mother:
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"Our camp - the most fun"
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A back - ulybnomsya, entering the house!
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/ We are in the forest did not get lost,
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The wind does not catch cold,
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Not faded from the sun and dozhdya.-2p. / 1980 |