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27 lines
925 B
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On the street Palikha
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Palikha on the street, to the left of Ulomov
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At the crossroads of quiet stood hunchbacked house.
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Palikha you Palikha as heart you cute,
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Beauty weaver lived in the house.
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There, under her window, where silver elm,
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In the evening, we heard an accordion than once.
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Fingering the frets, the boy sang:
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Let you, my dear, come to the light?
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He knew a lot of songs, hindered only one thing:
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That closed with a bang beautiful window :-(
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Soon we found out - went to the house to be scrapped,
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Weaver gave the order in a large high-rise building.
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There is visible from her window Moscow River,
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Yes, it is a pity that an accordion can not see the boy.
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Weaver thought, but at the same hour
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To her in the frame thumped softly curly climber.
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Decorating the walls finished, he saluted:
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When, my dear, come to the light?
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Moscow we have rich, do not live in close quarters,
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I love our guys at the proper height. 1951 |