Калинов Мост - Колывань
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What happened fell out -
rude in your hands
And glowing with fibers in corns.
The gap freezes at night -
No wonder I scolded me for three days
His eye and remembered the suction.
And the paths along the Great
rang in the bridle,
The camp was smoking in the fall:
for so lost dashing
In stone walls
And the rhizome came to life ...
It would be a day
Return back
Rinse the poor
Promino years.
Shame was scanty
the last patch -
Crying Kudel
Do not warm with a grin.
Folds lead eyes
Forgive the trace outside the edge,
Mel in the smell squirrel.
Clutch the path of the cliff of Kossaal -
With his command to see it
And carve names with a promise.
Who asked
Return back
The taste of dew
Enjoy your lips?
Forget
the last patch
Vyaz of the Povad
carry to the Kuban.
Hide face
In the rings of the sheepskin ...
Take a brave man
Exhaust the steppes ...
Ugric coals
Search with shores
How they called
A blade of grass
woven into tight braids
for the wrong way.
Shalk Rogoza scar
Take care of the heart.
Lochmatite
Pride is tired
Asks a matan
Find it to the cheekbones
bear paw
to scratch
unceremoniously...