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Rise to get up black cattle god
Rise to grow behind my back
Picked my shoulders at least right on the punch
Oh heavy on me a stone neck lomit

Where did you go like a plut not torture I do not remember
In all the throat, oral so as not to knee songs
Miracle girl's beauty is good as the sun
Yes myself fell under me without a word
Bella handle shoulders mouthpiece maki
Ripe chest pressed a trembling all body
Yes hugged me that I was rustled roots
What's not to break out and it doesn't want to be chib
Kisses me treaded hair
Is I not a wreath with you?
Did not say but only screamed into the voice
All what was written in response laughed

Drose me in the potion of blacks
Yes drove me on the forests yes dolt
And when I played a widow
So it came out under the face - not a wife yes widow
Buried me myself fan
Bel Kurgan satuned with a leaky underol
And I looked aside everything looked yes weed
I did not bother me - Kononila will
Neighbing my conspiracies did not cover me
Only the cross on the neck burns the whole soul by blisters
So not to be attended by me Savior
The hand turned out and fell in her eyebrows ...

Rise to get up black cattle god
Rise to grow behind my back
Picked my shoulders at least right on the punch
Oh, he gravated the sin of the worms of the heart
You tell me holy to Lord Molvi Word
With no guilt, alone with wine and not yet punished?
If it is necessary so with a stone and will go between others
All sip only let him open her name