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Mors lilla Olle in the forest went,
roses on the cheek and sunshine in the eye.
Lips out of small berries are blue.
Only I didn't that so alone here go.
Brummelibrum, who shamble there?
Bushes creak ', a dog that is given.
Shaggy is the coat, but Olle become happy.
However, a friend, it was good, look good today!
Beats so bear with small hands,
enough up the basket, - see, taste!
Nalle he devours most everything there is.
Hey, I think you think of bears.
Mother had now see them, gave to a printer.
The bear ran away, now is the game over.
Oh, why you scared away my friend?
Mor little, ask him to come again.