Christmas gingerbread
whip,
Whip-for all the tax.
To day and night only about the whip
The living could think.
But also without gingerbread it is impossible:
I'm sorry for all the people.
Worthy to make your life
No one else could.
To patch up the sin somehow
Decided to call again,
Roofing in repentance, but no -
Get plenty of rest.
To somehow at least
and something at least
please the people.
Yes and with themselves alone
At least once a year to stay.
On a long day off in January
Let your dreams come true.
Let us become simpler and kinder
Each other
Me and you.
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