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In the moonlight lace stole
Catches Ghost Valley.
At the temple for lampadkoy
smiled Magdalene.

Someone daring, nepokornыy,
envious smile.
Vspuchilis walleye black evening,
And the moon - in white shaky.

Played out a triple-storm,
splashing sweat, cold, terpkiy,
And weeping leschuga
Climbs to the wind on Zakorko.

Death in the darkness sharpens razor ...
Vaughn really crying Magdalene.
Remember my prayer
the, who walks in the valleys.

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