See you in Siberia
The nomads are waiting: the Yenets dancing on the sleeping land,
the Nenets are bringing their cats with kittens,
The Huns are not longer in their fighting mood
The Iranian Scythians are making kites for the winds in the snow
The Turkic Uyghurs are playing their flutes.
Let us remember the Khan of Sibir in Tobolks
who endorsed the Kubrat as Khagan in Avaria.
Be glad, Aldo, for the Mongols are gone.
Come summer, read those poems.
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