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Pace and his eyebrows were burned in the morning
Instead, visitors just powder left
Soon comes the fun denёk
Soon forester drops on a tree stump
He shouts bury bury
He will gather his eyebrows nedotlevshie
Vskinet face , patch the patch
It will be a golden , bearded

Forester:
All tell the trees and mosses
I saw the sun is full of tripe
The mountains are full of great evil
Fish in lakes are not aware of
All of my guests were burned in the night
All my dreams have turned into rays
So it's time to go to the west
There I was waiting for the smell of violet