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Having broken fields,
Wrinkled valleys,
Sunk down plains,
Salted lake full of
Grasping fishes,
Having dried grass,
Black pine trees,
Complaining fallen trees,
Crying out willows,
Shrieking birches,
A lake made of tears,
A black-blooded river,
A frog as large as a dry cow,
A beetle as big as a bull,
A viper as big as a cow,
Insects and red worms,
Are caught by a spade,
Its snakes wind round legs,
Yelling old bears,
Howling hungry wolves,
Angry devouring old men,
Grumbling greedy old women, ЛЬ
Envious young boys,
Untidy young girls,
Crooked Sun and Moon
Skittering cuckooes,
Smell of burning everywhere,
Dimness and fog cover everything
Reminding you of fish soup.
Eles Bootur the Great
Coming through all these
Catching diseases and misfortunes,
Avoiding groaning tracks,
Escaping terrible roads, о
Barking like evil dogs
Along foggy places
He was going days and nights.
Eos Tardar the Devil
Founded his lair
Behind the deepening,

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