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Get in front of the camera.
Quietly ***** birches and poplar trees,.
I can't hear my own footsteps.
Ah, winter, winter cold,.
Separated us in the night of the stars.
Get in front of the camera.
Quietly ***** birches and poplar trees,.
I can't hear my own footsteps.
Ah, winter, winter cold,.
Separated us in the night of the stars.