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Even now I fell to a spinning tree
to a quivering frog
I fell to a flaming leaf
That way I'm not selfish
what road do I take
I plot to run
I fall
I know which way to go
Before you knew my mother
Before you knew how to make an apple
Maybe my mother planted a seedling
I didn't know how to grow that
I grew up without Isotta
I grew up quite old
in the ear my home
my house
on the berry stalks is my house
In the folds the sky is written
rightly done otavain< br/>how is life with me
how is life
with my black corner
Before you knew my mother
before you knew how to make an apple
maybe my mother planted a seedling
no osant grow that
Before you knew my mother
before you knew how to make an apple
maybe my mother planted a seedling
I don't know how to grow that
I put it in the place for evil
I put it on the edge of a dark cloud
for the birch roots for the hard roots
for the deep autumn of the night
Before you knew...