.Steppe, endless steppe,
The way lies far before us,
And in that dense steppe
A coachman lay dying.
He summoned up all his strength,
As he felt death approaching,
And he gave an order>
To his comrade:
"My dear friend,
Do not think of the bad times,
But.
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