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And we have a red sea in our meadow
The construction of our little house
A beautiful New Year's city is not in Russia
Summer forest in Russia
The gelding drifts on our roads
Future cars will stand on our lands
And outside the window autumn is knocking on our door again
Our photo bank takes out the brain
Our service is both dangerous and difficult
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Bread and wheat are our food
Games of our time. Lost Children
And outside the window autumn is knocking on our door againAnd outside the window autumn is knocking on our door again