Котуйская история - Шара
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A bed on a bed
And bunk Birochka,
And the number and article is the tag.
Who else will have a time, some to the shipment,
And to whom the darling house is prison.
A bed on a bed
And in the window window,
And followed by free white light.
Chifir
Shmali would be a pinch
Yes, at least a pack of cigarettes.

Here is a young guy.
Leaning against the wall of the head,
And his shoes,
On another walker
He played one thieves into the boom.

Shara of the ball of the ball
Shara Shara Shara-Ra
Ball ball and nightmares
And nightmares are an old prison.

In general, they do not touch the guy in the cell,
He is one of some kind.
So I sit in a jacket,
Yes, the shuses are not new.
What else will you take from one hundred and second?
And the boy is sitting
As if in the field of pegs.
He is waiting for a date like a day off.
Here again, on the window, gray sat sparrow
And he flew home.

Shara of the ball of the ball
Shara Shara Shara-Ra
Ball ball and nightmares
And nightmares are an old prison.