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Nostalghia - Andrei Tarkovsky
Mother, mother Wives, little wives Love me too If you are going to the green garden Take me too If you will gather flours Gather for me too If you will do wreaths do it for me too If you will go to the river Danube Take me too If you will put the wreaths on the water, put them for me too Your wreaths were taken by the wind Mine has drowned Your friend came from war Mine didn't He doesn't come, the letter is not written He forget me