корекции

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Text from tomas_alej - English

  • The poetry

    • Once lived the love for the poetry, it's so hard leave it, becouse i can't say, "hey what's that ringing outside?
  • Are the flying birds singing in the tree?
    • Shout your mouth, birds, let me sleep for a while, it's sunday", no, i can't een imagine it, those birds, sired by the morning, are mine as the day that becomes.

МОЛЯ, ПОМОГНЕТЕ ДА КОРИГИГИРАМЕ ВСЯКО ИЗРЕЧЕНИЕ! - English