Less than a little powder. I am dark, and I am like snow. It was twenty and then forty passed. There's already a long way to go. Mele mlyn, and the wheels are spinning Along the roads, I will walk and water. Each day - the remaining contribution is silent, I'll give it until forever. Mele mlyn without evil and advance. Yak all, vin - vinakhid of the Creator. It contains complete confirmation That refinement of the mitza. Mele Mlyn all the way to Skån. Don't spin these mortal wheels. Hurry up to do good to everyone, Don’t spare your eyes for tears. Zmele Mlyn, the work will end, Let us stand before God. Who watered the raft, It’s a pity that he has to end his flight.
