.How's my Sweet Mother Russia?
Dissolving I take it
Like sugar and apple juice swallowed
I'm learning your language
And I promise I'll write
But of weather what is there to speak of?
The clouds were all cotton
And my mouth got so dry
From those little red pil.
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