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In the story of our songs one can hear murmur voices of water streams, rustle of wind in the crowns of giant beeches, voices of birds and animals, kindly smiles and light words. People that still believe in miracles and coloring of lands, where crossed shabby shoes of fate, gave us the subjects. And heart prompted the notes. And let the songs that were born, more look like their masters, than like gently preserved souvenirs.


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