Радуга, Яблоня, Молния, Слякоть, Черепашка - Дороги
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There for the third crossroads,
And from there strictly to the south
Rider with Sable Gold
In the grass dense the star.
You hear the bunches drops the sky
From rugged grain steel,
Mountain dashing trails
Covering pellery.

Roads splash
In the tight tangle of lovers of snakes,
And from the breath of volcanoes in the fogs, the wing is eager ...
Wenty, come across -
We are still stronger than you,
And at the lights of heavenly countries
Today will be warm.

There is a third pier
SIZY sail, sail white,
Divide the sky from the beginning
Before dawn torn wound,
Hear? Sea washes scars,
Sprinkles a large salt
Strongs color bull blood,
As if the memory of an ancient pain.

Roads splash
In the tight tangle of lovers of snakes,
And from the breath of volcanoes in the fogs, the wing is eager ...
Wenty, come across -
We are still stronger than you,
And at the lights of heavenly countries
Today will be warm.

There is a third threshold,
For a wide step
Right silk stones,
Beats the road, you hear?
The right path leads to the pier,
District path - in the mountains, south,
But there is no road in the world,
So that we led each other!

Roads splash
In the tight tangle of lovers of snakes,
And from the breath of volcanoes in the fogs, the wing is eager ...
Wenty, come across -
We are still stronger than you,
And at the lights of heavenly countries
Today will be warm.

Tight tang of lovers snakes,
And from the breath of volcanoes in the fogs, the wing is eager ...
Wenty, come across -
We are still stronger than you,
And at the lights of heavenly countries
Today will be warm.