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54 lines
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tiddly
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Chorus:
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Oh, Sokolica, Sokolitsa my (?)
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Oh you Lapushka you tiddly!
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I am a snub but a comely,
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Do not see what a small sprout.
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My mother with such a bore,
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Oh, tiddly Siberian named.
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Chorus.
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When young, I was little,
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Together with Mama, mama, I slept
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And as soon as I grew big,
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So little bed and could not bear (?)
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Chorus.
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As outside, the cold street
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Sneaks IOHE nice to tears.
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And I frost is unlikely to scare
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My cheeks are burning hot flame.
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Chorus.
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My dear, my dear accompanied
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He is not a word, not a syllable said.
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Well, I have something, well, I'm the opposite.
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I am talking to the very gates.
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Oh, I'm young, I'm growing a little.
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But my dear mile from Kolomna.
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If taken in head to kiss him,
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The crane will have to call.
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Chorus.
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My dear, my dear kiss.
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Rodney's father accidentally saw
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Why swollen lips? - he asked.
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I said that mosquito bites.
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Chorus.
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All tiddly, tiddly name,
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Mere Only people do not understand -
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That in Siberia on Virgin Soil Upturned
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The first order for the work was given to me!
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Chorus. |