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I was born a flower on a cloudy day ,
Not a drop of light , the eternal shadow
I do not have time , do not catch up
And I wanted to become a brother - apple

falling apples
Not far from the tree
Not follow the parents
The wooden monastery

I'm going to lie down, to rot , to defile
Apple black , apples black

Cold yellow foliage withers
Here it is the sun , barely , hardly
I still continue to hang
Top to bottom look at the brothers

apples rot
Near Nurse apple
For that I am so offended
The wooden monastery

I'm going to lie down, to rot , to defile
Apple black , apples black