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For the Occolina
MUZ. A. Kuznetsov
Sl. A. Kuznetsov

Only the Duma will touch the bright eyes
Come out into the courtyard
Yes let's be over the wind you in the snow in the dance
Barefoot
Remember how we went to distant forests
Yes on the light.
And as a black star, yes to your legs
I fell on time
For the Occolina

And how the wind flew the spring to the star
Yes, not mine
And you, brother, eh, come on, do not yaw, pour
Pey. Yes, do not regret
Do not regret anything, tomorrow the last day
We are reserved for us
On fun, and in the evening we
Again in battle
For Okolica

And how in the battle of crazy herbilk drove
Against bloodhouse
Paid for Rus, for yours and my
I am my head
I will feed the extr., I need to
Growing grass
And you are waiting for me there by the window
Yes hanging moon
For the Occolina