For Hunting...
Heart is given only with heart...
Nobody can fly with one wing.
I feel with smell, snow will begin.
The dog oblivion - will start to bark...
You do not miss in winter's nights.
You'll prepare the horse for hunt's...
Only - is cautious, is on each step...
Traps are awake for you in forest....
Tsira Gogeshvili
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