Hands and candles, laughter behind, it's hot in the oven.
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Guardian angel, where have you been dangling, sit on your shoulder.
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You hear the top behind the hills, the roar behind the houses, the fear creeps.
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You see, the black banner, the wind from the cold, the thunder in the sky.
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Dear homeless, languid worg, tears of fire.
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Bitter news, slush and puddles, everything for me.
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He twisted branches, kutni in vain forked rains,
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The white-haired woman flew past, shouted: “Wait!”
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The miroders are coming - pop-animal, yes, withered fog.
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Horny, pop, impudent-angry wraith-dope.
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Hungry for white berries, he strives to get into souls,
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The forest has been destroyed, but the good old law is champing.
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I went out into the field, whistled three times: “Hey, you friends!
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I am waiting for you in the Throne Room today near the stream.
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We will not be stingy and enslave,
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Let's dress up the villain-demon, yes, we'll finish with the enemy all around.
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The Hairy Oak, the Callous Darun, fled, fled,
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Portless Mosquito - pesky eye, yes, Belly - Boulder,
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From the neighboring forest, Dmitry-Boyan rushed on a horse,
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Kulavoi-Odinets, Krylina-Sage in crystal armor.
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The battle lasted exactly three years, and even went on for three days,
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We sang the enemies in streams, the witch helped.
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We burned them naked with words, misted their verses,
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They fled in bushes, throwing their sins away.
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Peace and victory, laughter behind your back, it's hot in the oven,
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Guardian angel, flies in the sky, twists his shoulder.
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The ringing over the hills, the song behind the houses, dances in the fires,
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A cloud is a banner, a winged angel, people in heaven. |