February night
They're herald February's night,
And our forests doesn't right,
How house of moon, she's go away.
My enemy, you aren't right.
Your life was crazy any wrong.
My victory will hard but strong.
God was see all. Today at night
You must a die, you must a die.
Life how the Queen, she's angry yet,
You've lose, your face is now red.
The people didn't for you cry.
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Иван Терёхин 20.02.2022 21:41 Заявить о нарушении