You re putting on my socks,

You're putting on my feet small socks,
I am 12 and I'm - your little girl.
flowers to the ceiling we will toss
and go for a walk with you to snow.

We are not the children of the Horef,
but we want also to be loved.
and so they also bring us all goods
as to the wounded from rearward.


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