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Есенна Балада

There was a land I once heard tell ?Twas christened Mushroom Down The folk who lived there loved it well And never left their town They stayed there from

: Spring, summer, winter and fall keep the world in time spinning around like a ball Never to unwind Spring, summer, winter and fall are in everything

Spring, summer, winter and fall keep the world in time spinning around like a ball Never to unwind Spring, summer, winter and fall are in everything