Kispál és A Borz
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Soups from Powder
Soups are made from powder
I became so at the dawn of a new era
I ate from the wood, and from that
The puzzle doesn't work
The boy is only smearing with age
beating his arms as a sign that Trees
They nod down in the square
The sun also begins on the edge
The neighbors have left their feet
Flies are coming ¡t now
We are flying - there, with the morning wind
The dust of the milking is blowing
Soups are made from dust
so I became sixty-seven in the summer
I ate from the wood, and from that
I can't solve the puzzle
Maybe I don't either
The guy just wears out with age
Acacia trees beat down their arms as a sign
They nod down in the square
The sun also begins on the wind
The neighbors left the house ¡bost
Flies are passing now
We are going - there, with the morning wind
The dust of the decipherment is blowing
The correct decipherment is the end they stay here
They eat meatballs and sometimes they scratch their
Heads, what can be five letters
speak to the mouth?
Fiddle?< br/>The six letters don't dare...
Under strict conditions
They can still be lovers
Man and animal
Or with whom you've done it so far
The neighbors have left their feet
Flies are coming over now
We're going - there, with the morning wind
Say ll the right one
It blows with the morning wind
It blows with the right morning wind
The dust of the correct decipherment