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There are rifles buried in the countryside for the rising of the moon, may they lie there long forgotten till they rust away into the ground. Who will
Превод: Тейлър, Джеймс. Белфаст до Бостън (Rifle Бог).
Превод: Тейлър, Джеймс. Белфаст в Бостън.
: There are rifles buried in the countryside for the rising of the moon, may they lie there long forgotten till they rust away into the ground. Who will