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The history of Black Merino

If I had not loved you, I would have been as free as the wind in the field, free in heart, free in soul, and as famous as Konasewicz Sahajdaczny himself. Your face is my misfortune, your eyes are my misfortune; I don't care about the will that pleases me or the fame of a Cossack!