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Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children are like birds, Spreading wings into the sky. Mother, to your tender room, We’ll return again by and by. Verse 2

Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children are like birds, Spreading wings into the sky. Mother, to your tender room, We’ll return again by and by. Verse 2

Zooma - платформа, позволяющая пользователям проводить онлайн-мероприятия, соревнования и розыгрыши. С развитием цифровых технологий и увеличением популярности онлайн-игр, подобные акции становятся все более популярными. Однако, при участии в сезонных акциях и розыгрышах на Zooma, необходимо соблюдать определенные правила безопасности и следовать рекомендациям, чтобы избежать неприятных ситуаций и получить максимум удовольствия от игры. Ниже приведен список рекомендаций по безопасному участию в сезонных акциях и розыгрышах на Zooma: 1. Создайте надежный пароль для своего аккаунта Zooma и регулярно меняйте его. Используйте комбинацию строчных и прописных букв, цифр и специальных символов для повышения безопасности. 2. Не

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once more.

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once more.

Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children are like birds, Spreading wings into the sky. Mother, to your tender room, We’ll return again by and by. Verse 2

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once more.

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once more.

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once more.

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber, Soon we shall return once more.