I met like bandits from Golgotha I trust them I let myself fall in love, and in August to spend time in the flowers, in their black bezdnach their eyes I am now.
I met like bandits from Golgotha I trust them I let myself fall in love, and in August to spend time in the flowers, in black them without the bottoms of their eyes I am now.
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