Whatever the evening, then to me, well done,
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Hated prince's tower,
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And the twist is meaner than the Polovtsy
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The dirty floor measures with steps.
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Swirled over the aspens
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Burning smoke with a decayed banner,
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I am my animal longing
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I fill it with foam.
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From under the eaves rattling through the windows
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unripe moon,
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Everything seems to me, I hear:
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"Drink, dear, drink to the bottom!
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Have a drink - maybe it will come out
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Get your good
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There was a wolf cub - there will be a wolf,
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Wind, blood and silver.
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It just so happened - do not be baptized -
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Forge gold claws
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There was a kitten - it will become a lynx,
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Softly spread, hard to sleep!
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Don't come to me, dear
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Do not try to entertain trouble -
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I'm deceived by the drunken night
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I won't get there until dawn.
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Oh, I'll get up, go out, I'll slam the door,
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Silence around the village -
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The stars fall like feathers
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On traces of clawed paws.
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The spicy smell of darkness
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The forests are a bitter font,
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Teddy bear was your name
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Grew up - a fierce beast came out.
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So drink - maybe it will come out,
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Get your good
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There was a wolf cub, there will be a wolf,
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Wind, blood and silver.
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Hey!
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Have a drink - maybe it will be a good idea;
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Have a drink - maybe it will be a good idea;
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Have a drink - maybe it will be a good idea;
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There was a wolf cub, there will be a wolf!
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Wolf! |