Мария Яцуляк
The Lass ThatMade The Bed To Me-Роберт Бёрнс
When Januar' wind was blawingcauld, As to the north I took my way, The mirksome night did me enfauld, I knew na where to lodge till day: By my gude luck a maid I met, Just in the middle o' my care, And kindly she did me invite...
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