The side calls.

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/ The bright memory of my stepfather -

From his poetic heritage /

Where the barrel is noisy

At the far polar latitudes,

Where in the plague the laplandka spends the night

There he carries a nice service.

Let you dream, my good

Marisky wide scope,

And not one unlike

Our special conversation.

I remember that evening that evening

All apple trees were in color

And your kiss is gentle, spicy

And affectionate hands warmth.

Probably see you soon

You will come from a high -width

After all, here is your house and support,

You hear - calls the side!