(7-1)
Let's tell about our river. A long time ago we used to travel sliding down the middle of our mother Kolyma. Comment:
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(7-2)
We used to travel. Our mother Kolyma has many trees here. Comment:
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(7-3)
Our mother Kolyma is flirting with Kuntuk. Comment:
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(7-4)
It carries us, sitting on the top of mother Oroek. Comment:
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(7-5)
The voice of the Kolyma accordion reaches everywhere and people dance. |