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boring lyrics, sad sounds,
Give breathe freely.
You bring me serious flour,
It is painful torment chest.

Give consolation, give peace,
Let me sleep soundly.
Duma of vague thoughts swarm,
You broke me my way.

Smolknite, sounds - messengers of grief,
Tears poured from the eyes too.
Let rest a bitter share.
sounds! It saddens me to you!

sad sounds, mournful sounds,
How long is my only weapon you torment me?
How soon will run out of flour grave,
Soon, my only weapon calm me live?

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