Сегодня мне не хотелось печатать, просто лень было, да и просто прожил обыденно день. Вот возмещаю своим творчеством:
With Love from Siberia.

At the dark city night
I write letter for you
In it you can see
What life without of you

All city's a little
As small ray's light
People not evil
People not good
I feel that so good
We go into battle
And say we for us
"For the Motherland's love
And freedom for us"
We find that's words
On our fettered souls
In God all we trust
That I strict know

The Tiger creeping under the tree
His target has fresh meat
He can feel himself near the Free
He not kills for fun
He not kills for power
His destiny hard
His doom will be comer

In the storm
In the frost winter night
Team of strong Dogs will came into fight
They work not for food
Not for us
Not for you
They work for a glory of Snow dogs
And they coming to you
They have call of duty
They can save our souls
In God all we trust
That I strict know

The lazy brown Bear
Sleep in den what he makes
Through snow
Through blizzard
Through storm
I felt his hot breathing
In night
I know he is a knight

We have oil and gas
We spoiling them for us
From freeze winter land
And I see great landscape
In nature grove deep inside
In Taiga's horizon
Woodcutter I see

People make army
Army of Luck
And I am a soldier
Soldier of Dark
And all men in army looking for a calm
And all men in army can say for you
"With love from Siberia
Am waiting for you"

We never surrender
We never to run
We armed and danger
We have strategical plan
If wanna lose war
Just will be come

With Love from Siberia
I'll saying to you
With best regards
Am waiting for you…
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