НЕва - Тюмень
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Neva is Tyumen

In places swampy, but learned meekness,
Stomping a bear on raspberries
Kamar is exhausted, oh, not lucky, damn it,
With a thick club will be dismissed
That not night is white, which is not a day - without a sun
Then it will have fun, we will have time
Peresny souls are collected by aunt,
And then scatters his seed ..

Hey Tyumen, what a dark!
Native shadow is not visible
I'm right to you,
My mother, Tyumen

I will brew a birch bark with a mimosa,
Yes to thaw in the cold
I will listen to the silence, ringing, pressing on my ears,
Like last year's memory
Aunt Metel, it seems not a loafer,
Only how it undresses - I want to cry
I stomp with muddy mud
The streets are stooped, red slush ..

Hey Tyumen, what a dark!
Native shadow is not visible
I'm right to you,
My mother, Tyumen