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We are not afraid of snow or wind
We are writing a letter to Santa Claus
We cook cherry jam without a stone in the basin
Here we, chny cold grandfather and darkness
We rejoice in the last , warm days of autumn
Children and now we blow we wish
Flowers are blooming we are walking we are walking
Well, it won't be necessary yet, I don't need it
And what is it I don't want I can't understand you how I
Don't be sad, smile, throw me a ball
And how do these animals get along all together and for some reason we humans don't
Such a beautiful Land, we have never seen before