It's getting ready for rain
... The dragons are already thundering-
The angry wind is dancing its frus...
I like rain
Snotty May
Ence pence
Puchn- hands
- The old man is holding a stick
Why, who was fucking at home
And dreams of love
After a loveless day?
Four me, pour
... And the bitter dandelions of the flax-
From them I weave wreaths for my daughters
When will I reach their waters
I need a scream< br/>- When you whisper timidly Åka
æI need laughter
- When someone whispers with those tears ÅgaÅ
Ence pence
Puchn - hands
The black man is holding a stick
Why, masters, a stick in the satchel
And dreams of love
After a day without love?
Pour me, pour me
And the bitter dandelions of the flax -
From them I weave wreaths for my daughters...
When the flow reaches their hands
In the holy river, but dirty with life
Wet your bodies
Baptize your bodies with sand
- Amber spirit of the underworld

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