I go through jungle,
Bright sun shine above..
One year ago
I chose this nice path
But rain was, fall down
On earth from the sky,
And made way is brown.
"Беги, отпускай!"
Was listen, but where
The source of this scream?
In moment on square
And after in dream,
In dreamland. Believe me,
All here is bright,,
A lot of the colors
A lot of the light,
And beautiful people
With glorious face.
Become air ripple,
Fantastical space!
Next year I also
Come back to this clime.
Small stones on polso,
Spent wonderful time!
Glorious
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