Eventually, after a year, news reached from the mountain shepherds. When they were collecting reeds and making pipes from them, they heard a strange and beautiful voice of a girl singing: Blow, Blow, O shepherd!You blow well, O shepherd!You know what?You know me?I am cedar which is riseYou can call me Parinaz I'm in love with FarazMy nice and cute that FarazMy life was destroyedBy the wicked black demonHe devoured my bloodHe took my soulHe took my life.
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