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* Доброе туманное предзимнее утро, дорогие девы ! Оставлю на столе идеологически верный завтрак с оладушками и побегу на конюшню. Всех обнимаю и желаю хорошего дня ! *



many sorrows i have seen,
but i don’t regret, nor will i forget
all who took their road with me.

night is now falling,
so is this day.
the road is now calling,
and i must away.
over hill and under tree,
through lands where never
light has shone.
by silver streams that run down
to the sea.

to these memories i will hold,
with your blessing i will go.
through turn and last,
to paths that lead home.

and though, where
the road then takes me
i cannot tell,
we came all this way….