The fire is burning in
the dark night
We all smell like a burning fire
We all smell like a burning fire
In the evening of the holiday
Three winds will blow us away
Two colors like a fire
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Thursday's the fvest, That we dig,
There's two-thivery in the harmonic DVD,
Three shells, two black toads.
The new day signals bright,
The silent night sky is lit by sounds,
Cheerful sound of steady bells,
In the mother's womb
In the mother's womb
In the mother's womb
Three rings, we will not forget
Two colors, like the sky
Three yellows, like the sky
In your Latvia
Three rings, we will not forget
Two colors,
like the sky Three yellows,
like the sky In your Latvia