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My boots are creaking and creaking
Under the birch,
My boots are creaking and creaking
Under the aspen,
And under each birch - a mushroom,
A brown-
And under each aspen there is a mushroom,
Podisinovik!
You know, witches in such a wilderness
They cry plaintively.
And they are enchanting, whirling,
Children's singing,
To such a beauty in the silence
Everything would breathe,
As if your soul
dream.
And your eyes will tear
Clouds smooth
Yes, cranberry deaf bogs
Paws, paws ...

Such are the forests in Russia
Worthy,
These are in the forest Russia
Fairy tales of the grandmother.
Eh, witches did not bring me down
With a mind-of-mind
song of sweet -
Spun me from the village in the distance
Fertile Time
The short ...
My boots are creaking and creaking
Under the birch.
My boots are creaking and creaking
Under the aspen,
And under each birch - a mushroom,
A brown-
And under each aspen there is a mushroom,
Podisinovik ...