The land of Lukomorye is gone
No trace remains of the oaks
The oak is good for parquet, isn't it?
Big, burly fellows came out of the hut
And chopped down all the oaks for coffins.
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The land of Lukomorye is gone
No trace remains of the oaks
The oak is good for parquet, isn't it?
Big, burly fellows came out of the hut
And chopped down all the oaks for coffins.