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From the bottom of the mountains, from the whiteness of the ice our mother Jarxadan quietly carries its shining water downstream. Comment:
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(1-2)
What a sorrow! |
(1-3)
Why did it happen like that? Comment:
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(1-4)
The girl I love was called Jarxadan. Comment:
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(1-5)
Why did they call her that? |
(1-6)
What a sorrow! |