Take me, ledyankah in childhood Bashny.Net

Where dad - young and strong,
Where do I want to cry without a mother,
Where the wood and pink, and blue,
A Santa Claus so rosy.



Where nothing tastier icicles,
Where his own toys kleish,
Where semolina porridge in the pot,
A orange, when you are sick.



Where a bitter medicine in a spoon,
Where to froth milk in a glass,
Where wrapped in a blanket cat,
Where is Aunt Valya on the screen.



Where tangerine tree smell,
Where under the tables housewarming,
Where the nose wrapped in scarf poignant,
Where the angle - payment for fun.



Where cubes "Gematogenki»
More delicious chocolates.
Where ever downed knees.
Where a blotter notebooks.



Where is happiness - if the mother house,
Where the mountain - if you go to bed,
And there is nothing more precious album,
And there is nothing worse than "Wash!»



Where freeze hands to Sankoh,
And where else is not ashamed to cry ...
Take me forward, ledyankah!
You know, I can fall !!!



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