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A woman can be seen when she wants
A woman can be seen when she is waiting.
Foolish fool, she does not laugh,
If a girlfriend nobody fucks.
If she is not happy with her husband,
If she, in sex with him is cold.
Meeting with such, immediately in the field ambush,
Meeting with this, there will be trouble right away.
That woman, the wind blows her head,
Woman pulls to other men.
The word love with a shiver that says,
Glad she wretched old men.
The woman is the one who cram to death
And completely, like a lioness will devour.
And to the peasants in a sense of their own ...
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A woman can be seen when she is waiting.
Foolish fool, she does not laugh,
If a girlfriend nobody fucks.
If she is not happy with her husband,
If she, in sex with him is cold.
Meeting with such, immediately in the field ambush,
Meeting with this, there will be trouble right away.
That woman, the wind blows her head,
Woman pulls to other men.
The word love with a shiver that says,
Glad she wretched old men.
The woman is the one who cram to death
And completely, like a lioness will devour.
And to the peasants in a sense of their own ...
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Heavy rain soaked all around the earth. In an instant, turning it into solid dirt. He poured and poured from heaven, never ceasing, not for a minute. Even in the darkness of the night, he filled all the surrounding area with his warm summer water, thundering with thunder and bright lightning flashes above the swamp forest and the Wolf Farm. A huge black cloud thunderstorm hung over the river Berezina and Snejnitsa.
The streams of rapidly flowing water poured from the roofs of rural houses, falling noisily on the wet slippery clay now ...
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The streams of rapidly flowing water poured from the roofs of rural houses, falling noisily on the wet slippery clay now ...
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“My little one,” she whispered softly to her son. “Hush, don't make noise yet.” Hush - flashing fiery light of blue burning eyes and spreading the angel-like bird's wings glowing with astral light to the sides, she whispered softly, as if singing a lullaby in a low voice singing together several voices - Mom will not leave you. Mom will come for you when the time comes - Zilzemir said goodbye to his child in the fisherman's house. Him...
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