Hunt, brother, hunt.
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It is sorry me people, never warming the soul at a hunting fire, not hearing the evening song of woodcock in spring, чуфыканья of uttering its mating call black grouse, пересвисты of hazel-hens and uterine roar сохатого in the autumn forest, where air is crystal transparent and fresh. People not going away to morning fog to meet a waking up after the forest sun. That after the long wandering on bogs and wind-fallen trees did not return home with a long-awaited trophy were not sincerely happy from the last meeting with the primordial world of Wild-life.
The text of the book was translated from the original language using an artificial intelligence program. For the most part, the translation of the text is of very high quality, but in some cases, due to the imperfection of the technology, there may be incorrect phrase translations in the text, as well as single words and expressions may not be translated.
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Data sheet
- Name of the Author
- Чистополов Vladimir Ivanovich
- Language
- Ukrainian
- Age
- 12
- Release date
- 2004