Flow Hey river! jumping, spurting flow,
don’t stop, even rocks come on the way.
You have to go a long, so don’t be slow
flow Hey river! jumping, spurting flow.
Mountain separates you, as it knows;
land, trees, creatures; thirsty they stay.
Flow Hey river! jumping, spurting flow,
don’t stop, even rocks come on the way.
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