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I left the house darling,
Blue left Russia.
The three stars above the pond birch
Warm matter of the old sadness.

Golden Moon lyahushkoy
Sprawled in calm water.
Like flowers of apple trees, sedina
The father shed his beard.

I will not soon, not be back soon!
How long to sing and ring the blizzard.
Sterezhet holubuyu Russia
Old maple tree on one leg,

And I know, there is joy in it
the, who leaves kisses rain,
that is why, that the old maple
His head at me like.

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