Monday, February 2, 2009

113, black steed

Ivan Duldal,a young Kazakh
riding his shiny treasure black steed
came in front of white tent and stopped
stealthily call his beloved Martha

beautiful Martha is a flower on the prairie
carries hot milktea out of the tent
father and mother went to the forest
young Kazakh, you come in.

you quickly come to my home,
i give you a gold buckle
wear it on your black steed
no any horses can compare with him

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