Kënga e qetë e shamanit kumbonte natën. Nga larg shihej drita e zjarrit. Ai u ul pranë zjarrit dhe këndoi. Nuk mund t'i dalloja fjalët e këngës së tij. Ndoshta kjo ndodh sepse dukej si një ulërimë ujku, dhe unë nuk dija gjuhën e ujqërve. ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Oooooo- oooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Unë gjej forcën tek vetja për ndryshimet e ardhshme. Kishte një këngë gjatë natës. Aonarocherpekuts akenarola oloaprozhol gotovacha onekol. Koaponquetzcuala roalopyatgavpara.
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