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WE MAKE A MESS OF THE PARVARD WE INTERFERE
We will never understand the ocean , otherwise it will become quite dreary
We have already started to disassemble the Christmas toys
We are star children it's time
Only in the journey we get to know ourselves
We study the flower leaf tail
Zariki black and white, four two, we play on
Wood, or wood? And, perhaps, the tree of life? This landscape devoid of meaning, we will be able to fill ourselves
We paint eggs for Easter we will fight
WE SELL THE EGG AS A FOBERGE
We are for a healthy lifestyle
We'll sit and groan and think and remember