Run away through the dew - Buried in the field Mowers bawled Mills are ground I didn’t listen to the king I went out the gate - I ran to the mowers Garden field
Mowers mow down Oh, many voices About Kosarev Scythe Cut the scythe Royal sundresses Narrow, not free And in mowing pants Dancing is comfortable
Conveniently…. in trousers of mowing ... dance… Give it a try ... Give it a try ...