Between mountain walls rushing Terek…

Between mountain walls rushing Terek,
Waves sharpens wild coast,
Bubbles round the huge rocks,
here, is there a way to dig,
Like a beast living, roars and howls -
And suddenly subsided and became a lowly.

everything below, falling below,
Oh, he runs barely alive.
So, after exhausting the storm,
Feed streams rain.
And bared
His siliceous track.

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