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Любовь покоряет обманно
simple melody, neiskusnym.
Not so long ago, strange
You were not gray and sad.

And when she smiled
In your gardens, in the House, in the field,
Everywhere you looked,
What you are free and at liberty.

Was bright you, taken by her
And drank her poison.
After all, the stars were larger,
After all smelled different herbs,
Autumn grass.

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