It helps to live ...

Summer, summer, if I could
You in a box of dolls to add,
And in a country where the tale will come true,
With you have to be with you, with you be ...

Summer, summer, I'll confess:
Wondrous tale you live in me,
In this tale, I meet with you
And all year long you are going side by side ...

The bird of happiness, give me the summer,
Just because you can do a service,
But the distance is silent and does not answer,
And only helps to live a fairy tale ...

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It does not matter
it does not matter
it does not matter
that the summer is over ...
The tale is not terrible,
in the story is not terrible,
in the story is not terrible,
Heat in a fairy tale ...

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Author: Wanda Petrova

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