Don

Bleschit among broad fields,
There he pours!.. Hello, Don!
From your sons far
I brought you bow.

As illustrious brother,
Rivers knows a quiet Don;
From Araxa and Euphrates
I brought you bow.

Fresh from evil pursuits,
Feeling his homeland,
Drink Don has the horses
Arpachay jet.

prepare the, Don cherished,
For riders dashing
juice ebullient, effervescent
your vineyards.

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