Песня для
shutov_sparkle и
www_ary REFUGEES
North was somewhere years ago and cold:
ice locked the people's hearts and made them old.
South was birth to pleasant lands, but dry:
I walked the waters' depths and played my mind.
East was dawn, coming alive in the golden sun:
the winds came gently, several heads became one
in the summertime, though
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что ж, а для меня пусть будет августовской...
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Тоже так часто вспоминаются наши светлые деньки..
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